“We in the Jewish community are comparatively lucky. All of traditions have anti-gay pieces but the Jewish tradition doesn't have as many anti-sexuality and anti-body teachings. It's a lot easier to fit affirmation of sexuality and gender.” BodyCommunityPiecesTeachingFitEasierGayLuckyTraditionGenderSexualityAffirmationJewish CommunityAnti GayJewish Tradition Author:Jay Michaelson
“I'm very happy that being gay and married and having kids has become such an accepted piece of the fabric of America.” KidsAmericaPiecesGayMarriedAcceptedFabricVery HappyBeing GayHaving Kids Author:Amy B. Harris
“I would like to do another piece of fiction dealing with a number of issues: Lesbian parenting, the 1960's, and interracial relationships in the Lesbian and Gay community.” LiteratureCommunityNumbersFictionIssuesPiecesGay1960sGay PrideGay Community Book:Conversations with Audre Lorde Source: Conversations with Audre Lorde
“No mother wants to hear her son say he's gay. Those two words rip the picture of a daughter-in-law and grandchildren into pieces. I felt sorry for my mom and wanted her to know everything was going to be all right. But then she said, 'I don't really care, Johnny, as long as I know that you are going to be happy.'” KnowsWantLongSaidTwoCareWantedLawMotherFeltPiecesSonMomGayDaughterSorryMy MomGrandchildrenRipIn-lawsDaughter In Law Author:Johnny Weir
“Dear God," she prayed, "let me be something every minute of every hour of my life. Let me be gay; let me be sad. Let me be cold; let me be warm. Let me be hungry...have too much to eat. Let me be ragged or well dressed. Let me be sincere - be deceitful. Let me be truthful; let me be a liar. Let me be honorable and let me sin. Only let me be something every blessed minute. And when I sleep, let me dream all the time so that not one little piece of living is ever lost.” WellsLittlesDreamLostHoursPrayerSleepSinToo MuchPiecesSadnessMinutesColdGayLet MeBlessedDearWarmHungryLiarsSincereTruthfulHonorableBrooklynDear GodBeing TruthfulDeceitfulRaggedWell Dressed Book:A Tree Grows in Brooklyn Source: A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
“I feel with some passion that what we truly are is private, and almost infinitely complex, and ambiguous, and both external and internal, and double- or triple- or multiply natured, and largely mysterious even to ourselves; and furthermore that what we are is only part of us, because identity, unlike "identity", must include what we do. And I think that to find oneself and every aspect of this complexity reduced in the public mind to one property that apparently subsumes all the rest ("gay", "black", "Muslim", whatever) is to be the victim of a piece of extraordinary intellectual vulgarity.” ThinkingFeelsMindPassionBlackPiecesIdentityGayIntellectualAspectVictimPropertyComplexesExtraordinaryOneselfMysteriousComplexityInternalsAmbiguousVulgarity Author:Philip Pullman
“* to know a lot of people I love pieces of, and to want to synthesize those pieces in me somehow, be it by painting or writing. * to know that millions of others are unhappy and that life is a gentleman's agreement to grin and paint your face gay so others will feel they are silly to be unhappy, and try to catch the contagion of joy, while inside so many are dying of bitterness and unfulfillment.” PeopleKnowsWantFeelsWritingTryingFacesLife IsJoyMillionsPiecesDyingPaintingGayPaintSillyUnhappyGentlemanAgreementYour FaceBitternessContagionUnfulfillment Author:Sylvia Plath