The Exorcist

by William Peter Blatty

In our sleep, pain, which cannot forget, falls drop by drop upon the heart until, in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom through the awful grace of God. —Aeschylus

“Like I’d like to put my arm around another guy’s shoulder, but right away I’m scared he’s going to think I’m queer. I mean, you hear all these stories about so many latents attracted to the priesthood. So I just don’t do it. I won’t even go to somebody’s room just to listen to records; or to talk; or to smoke. It’s not that I’m afraid of him; I’m just worried about him getting worried about me.”

Gays have had society by the fucking throat since the dawn of time and honestly? What a fucking power move.