I don’t much care who is gay or straight or married or not. I mostly notice if they are brave enough to confront bigotry.
If one is desperate for love, I suggest looking at one’s friends and family and see if love is all around. If not, get a new set of friends, a new family.
It is a full time job being honest one moment at a time, remembering to love, to honor, to respect. It is a practice, a discipline, worthy of every moment.
I always try to honor a character by being honest and truthful to who they are, in spite of my own personality and beliefs.
People in power need to control others in order to maintain power. One of the ways to do that is to take that which is threatening and demonize it.
There is a child in all of us, a person who believes in a glorious future.
Bigotry and judgment are the height of insecurity.
I’ve always known the greatness of black people.
The building of friendship, family, community and love is complicated. We are so isolated in this country, no longer supported by tribes and villages.
As the middle begins to feel safe enough to accept some of the so-called radical thinking, ideas move to the middle and a new edge is created.
There are brilliant out lesbians and gay men and bisexuals and transgendered people and heterosexuals keeping the fire of change alive. Not a day goes by when I don’t feel grateful to them for their work.