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“Looks like Quackula got the best of you,” said Jeff. Braeden snorted. “Something like that.” “What’d you do to it?” asked Maya. “Nothing. I thought it was a big duck at first.” Braeden shook his head. “Never saw a goose up close before. Didn’t really think about it until it started hissing.” Jeff rubbed the spot between his eyebrows. 'How can you grow up near a lake and not tell the difference between a duck and a goose?”

“She didn’t know that my heart was a sandstorm waiting to open her skin in a desert of cuts. She didn’t know the animal that waited in my stomach, silently shredding the walls. For her, my heart wore small white shoes and carried a purse, went to bed early. I wanted to shoot myself into her arms so she understood the need to crash cars with me, to tear up pavement because we were beautiful.”

“To be queer and Somali and neurodivergent is concentrated alchemy, and yet we constantly raid the cupboards of our souls like we are a people of lack. When you operate from a position of lack, you don’t realise you’re robbing yourself of everything worth preserving, and forgetting to toss away all the empty pursuits that lost their synthetic spell several generations ago. And suddenly, you’re wide awake in a new country, in a new decade, and you’re startled because you can’t remember how you got here or why you’re still feeling hunted by your own reflection. You can’t remember how or when or where or why you misplaced all your breezy dynamism—all that wildness of perception you used to project with such ferocity. Where did it all go? We have conveniently forgotten that we have always been fundamentally idiosyncratic and fantastic and fucking alive. Instead we feed ourselves and our children and our children’s children prosaic fuckery for what? Respectability politics? So that if we twist and try our damnedest to conform to standards that have never been coded into our collective DNA, that we’ll what? Somehow be less strange? Less weird and wonderful? That we’ll transcend the soul-snuffing snare that is the myth of the good immigrant? That if we mute all of our magic—everything that makes us some of the most innately interesting, individualistic and fun, funny beings in this boring, beige-as-fuck world—that we’ll win over whom? Folks who don’t season their food right or whose understanding of freedom is a shitty Friday night sloshfest at a shitty pub playing shitty music, chatting nonsense that no-one with a single iota of sense gives a fuck about? Is that who you are so deeply invested in trying to impress? If so, then go for it, but don’t fool yourself for a fucking second into thinking that trying desperately to shave off your elemental peculiarities through self-diminishment is salvation, because it simply isn’t, honey, and it never will be.”

“(...) Eu queria que ele agisse? Ou eu preferia uma vida de desejo não realizado desde que seguíssemos com esse joguinho de pingue-e-pongue: não saber, saber, não saber, saber? Fique quieto, não diga nada, e se não puder dizer "sim", não diga "não", diga "depois". É por isso que as pessoas dizem "talvez" quando querem dizer "sim", mas esperam que você pense que é "não" quando o que realmente querem dizer é Por favor, pergunte de novo, e depois mais uma vez?”

“School staff are trained to believe that if they "out" gender-confused children to their parents, those parents will reject their "queer" children. Parents are presumed "transphobic" until proven otherwise. And being "transphobic," in the view of many of these indoctrinated adults, equals being abusive. Parents aren't safe. The reality is almost always precisely the opposite.”

“The current socio-political climate, exacerbated by the media's addiction to falsifying our existence, has meant that being trans/non-binary/gender non-conforming in the twenty-first century feels like constantly trying to prove your existence... When we have to venture into the world, where we aren't heard, or listened to, it can feel like we are shouting against the wind.”

“... We were just having a talk about homosexuality." "He is frightfully interested in that at the moment, although he can't have the least idea what it is - can he? It must be the effect of his overbearing and possessive mum. Odd what little children get up to; I was a committed transvestite at his age. But that seemed to get it out of the system," he added hastily.”

“Acum se uită toți la ea, o evaluează după picioare și țâțe. Abia așteaptă să îmbătrânească odată, să nu mai vrea nimeni să pună mâna pe ea, să nu-i mai deschidă nimeni ușa și să nu-i mai pupe nimeni mâna, să nu-i mai aprindă nimeni țigara - iar dacă se ferește, s-o considere agresivă și s-o taxeze drept feministă, cuvânt injurios, că alea nu vor să fie femei, vor să fie bărbați. Să nu mai trebuiască să stea la locul ei și să-și cunoască lungul nasului, să nu se mai simtă datoare să zâmbească politicos la aluziile porcoase. Să aibă varice și păr pe față, să nu se mai excite nimeni uitându-se la sânii ei căzuți - atunci o să fie liberă și urâtă. Dar tot n-o să fie decât o femeie demnă de dispreț, fiindcă femeile nu au voie să fie urâte, numai bărbații pot să pută, sa-și lase burtă și să umble în maiouri scârboase peste pieptul păros, să râgâie, să se scarpine între picioare și să chelească.”

“«Come fai a tenere insieme la tua fede cattolica e il tuo femminismo? Non la senti la contraddizione?» Da anni ho smesso di tenere il conto delle occasioni in cui mi è stata rivolta questa domanda. Non ho smesso però di cercare la risposta, perché la questione che le sta dietro è fondata. Come si può essere femministə e persino attivistə quando si ha fede nel Dio in nome del quale si inginocchia unasistema religioso cosí patriarcale e inflessibile al cambiamento culturale? Come conciliare le proprie certezze spirituali con il dubbio di stare collaborando al mantenimento di un'istituzione maschilista plurimillenaria, che pratica la discriminazione nelle sue stesse strutture, prima ancora che nella sua dottrina? Non è una domanda per le donne, ma per ogni persona credente, perché tocca l'idea del Dio che condividiamo, ben prima di quella che abbiamo di noi singolarmente.”

“Il rifiuto di essere definit3 da un dentro e da un fuori - che in questo libro chiamerò anche "pratica della soglia" - oggi ha il nome di queerness e la sola esistenza della parola apre alla possibilità che un'indefinitezza personale possa diventare un fenomeno socializzabile, perché le cose che hanno un nome condiviso sono in potenza già di tutt3.”

“La domanda a questo punto è d'obbligo: perché una parte della comunità LGBTQIA+, esclusa la componente riunita sotto la lettera q, dovrebbe fare resistenza a chi esprime la propria queerness? Il primo motivo è che, se vivi in un mondo che ti nega o ti definisce come anomalia del sistema, gridare «io esisto ed esisto cosí» è un imprescindibile atto di autodeterminazione e di protesta. Da tale bisogno sono nati il Pride e il coming out come pratiche politiche e non è strano che chi ha vissuto la rivelazione di sé come una conquista faccia poi fatica a capire che la non-rivelazione di sé possa esserlo altrettanto. [...] Il secondo motivo l'ha messo a fuoco Chiara Valerio affermando che avere un nome per qualcosa non significa perforza includerla, anzi spesso è il contrario: «Non esistono linguaggi inclusivi. Parlare significa nominare, nominare significa escludere». Anche la parola «queer» esclude dunque qualcosa: è la necessità delle altre definizioni. L'espressione della queerness, considerando superate le categorie del binarismo, sottintende che siano limitanti, e ciò, ovvio, non può piacere a nessunə che se le sia attribuite, specie se per farlo ha dovuto compiere un percorso doloroso.”

“We must be clear that people's bodies are not the cause of our social maladies. [...] Our disconnection, trauma, lack of resources, lack of compassion, fear, greed, and ego are the sources of our contributions to human suffering not our bodies. We can accept humans and their bodies without understanding "why" they love, think, move, or look the way they do. Contrary to common opinion, freeing ourselves from the need to understand everything can bring about a tremendous amount of peace.”

“Natural intelligence does not require we do anything to achieve it. Natural intelligence imbues us with all we need at this exact moment to manifest the highest form of ourselves, and we don't have to figure out how to get it. We arrived on this planet with this source material already present. I am by no means implying that the work you may have done up to this point has been useless. To the contrary, I applaud whatever labor you have undertaken that has gotten you this far. Survival is damn hard. Each of us has traversed a gauntlet of traumas, shames, and fears to be where we are today, wherever that is. Each day we wake to a planet full of social, political, and economic obstructions that siphon our energy and diminish our sense of self. Consequently, tapping into this natural intelligence often feels nearly impossible. Humans unfortunately make being human exceptionally hard for each other, but I assure you, the work we have done or will do is not about acquiring some way of being that we currently lack. The work is to crumble the barriers of injustice and shame leveled against us so that we might access what we have always been, because we will, if unobstructed, inevitably grow into the purpose for which we were created.”

“These narratives are interesting in and of themselves, but Nelson isn’t just airing her feelings out. She’s bent on using these experiences as ways of prying the culture open, of investigating what it is that’s being so avidly defended and policed. Binaries, mostly: the overwhelming need, to which the left is no more immune than the right, for categories to remain pure and unpolluted. Gay people marrying or becoming pregnant, individuals migrating from one gender to another, let alone refusing to commit to either, occasions immense turbulence in thought systems that depend upon orderly separation and partition, which is part of the reason that the trans-rights movement has proved so depressingly threatening to certain quarters of feminist thought.”

“Oh, right, I keep forgetting, for lots and lots of people in the world, the notion of “falling in love” has (of all things) sexual connotations. No, that’s not what I think is happening. For me, what falling in love means is different. It’s a matter of suddenly, globally, “knowing” that another person represents your only access to some vitally transmissible truth or radiantly heightened mode of perception, and that if you lose the thread of this intimacy, both your soul and your whole world might subsist forever in some desert-like state of ontological impoverishment.”