I believe that words are strong, that they can overwhelm what we fear when fear seems more awful than life is good.
I have found that the greatest stories of acceptance and love and the ugliest stories of hideous cruelty and abuse have equally been perpetrated in the name of Christian faith.
The idea of anyone contemplating our family and witnessing the affection that we all have for one another and seeing evil in it is deeply hurtful and sad; and also deeply bewildering.
Being gay is immutable. Maybe someday we’ll figure out more of the science and it will be changeable, but we have no leads so far.
If you are married and you go off and have an affair with someone, if you are a husband who does that, it may potentially hurt your wife enormously. But it seems to me likely also to compromise your marriage. That seems to me to be a harm.
I encounter a lot of prejudice and a lot of darkness. I have to negotiate constantly through situations that are uncomfortable or difficult or strange.
There is a line that I always loved from Lucretius. He said, “The sublime is the art of exchanging easier for more difficult pleasures.” The presumption of that formulation is that the more difficult pleasures are actually better than the easier pleasures. That is why one makes the exchange.
Religion is so focused on family. These days, for many people, being gay is also focused on family.
I’m a huge believer in science. But I don’t think it explains everything.
I believe that organized religion is an ornament to the truth, and that aesthetics are part of its power.
There is a tendency to dehumanize kids that commit crimes. The system is focused on punishment, not on rehabilitation. These kids are the most misunderstood and most cruelly treated.
There is a great deal of sin that comes from homosexuals who believe their homosexuality is a sin.
The tragedies that are being brought about vastly outweigh the benefits that are being achieved.
I do think that if the Church can see its way to greater tolerance, Church members will have greater exposure to gay people, and the lives of those gay people will be better.
In these xenophobic times, when politicians are stoking everyone’s anxiety about threats from abroad, I would argue that engaging with the rest of the world is not only a luxury, in the way that travel is, but actually a moral responsibility.
I really feel that the Church leaders have blood on their hands. I feel that there are gay Mormons who have committed suicide or whose lives have been destroyed because of the attitude of the Church.
Being gay is immutable.
I don’t believe that raising my voice in song is going to be pleasing to a God who is sitting upstairs somewhere, waiting to be pleased.
The campaign against polygamy, around which a lot of anti-Mormon sentiment was organized, seems horrific to me.
It seems particularly ironic that a church that at one stage, a long time ago, fought to redefine marriage should now be so opposed to these attempts to redefine marriage.
I had known a couple of people who had died, but the loss of my mother contained something of the profoundly unknowable.