123 Quotes by Alison Bechdel

If there was ever a bigger pansy than my father, it was Marcel Proust.

It was a vicious cycle, though. The more gratification we found in our own geniuses, the more isolated we grew.

What would happen if we spoke the truth?

I just met someone who read Gone With the Wind 62 times for exactly that same reason. She couldn't bear that it wasn't real. She wanted to live in it.

Nancy Drew was always changing her outfits. I despised girls' clothing, I couldn't wait to get home from school and get out of it. The last thing I wanted to read was minute descriptions of Nancy's frocks.

Who embalms the Undertaker when he dies?

Grief takes many forms, including the absence of grief

I’m glad mainstream culture is starting to catch up to where lesbian-feminism was 30 years ago.

My father once nearly came to blows with a female dinner guest about whether a particular patch of embroidery was fuchsia or magenta. But the infinite gradations of color in a fine sunset - from salmon to canary to midnight blue - left him wordless.