It was so screwed up, because the thing that made us the most powerless also gave us such power. We could make them turn away. We could bother them and challenge them and mess them up. You think people are afraid of two boys in love? To hell with that. What people are really afraid of is two boys screwing.

These kinds of fights can never be won - even if you're the victor, you've hurt the other person, and there has to be some loss associated with that.

I should have felt proud, but instead I felt awful. That I had let him down so many times, that I had been a horrible brother. That he loved me anyway. That maybe he knew more about life than I did, even if I’d had more experience. Because knowing about life is really about knowing how it should be, not just how it is.

If you start the day reading the obituaries, you live your day a little differently.

I would be a slave to achieve the maid whose sudden sight has thrilled my wounded eye.

But there was something about you that made me think of sparks and motion.

You want to be single?"I said yes. And then I told her that I thought single was a stupid term. It made it sound like you were unattached to anyone, unconnected to anything. I preferred the term singular. As in individual.

there was a time before youbut I can't remember it nowa time before your beauty and Iwere formally introducedI'm sure I lived without youbut I don't remember howcan't imagine living withoutthese feelings you've producedjust one glanceand my life was redrawnjust one wordand my vocabulary changedI asked the timeand you said 'what's the hurry?'you asked my nameand I almost forgot

I guess I don't believe in a small break. I feel a break is a break, and if it starts small, it only gets wider. So I said I wanted you to stay, even though nothing could stay the same.