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  • #1
    André Gide
    “It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not.”
    Andre Gide, Autumn Leaves

  • #2
    “It’s a lot easier to be angry at someone than it is to tell them you’re hurt.”
    Tom Gates

  • #3
    Garrison Keillor
    “Anyone who thinks sitting in church can make you a Christian must also think that sitting in a garage can make you a car.”
    Garrison Keillor

  • #4
    Théophile Gautier
    “Chance is perhaps the pseudonym of God when he does not want to sign.”
    Théophile Gautier

  • #5
    William Blake
    “A truth that's told with bad intent
    Beats all the lies you can invent.”
    William Blake, Auguries of Innocence

  • #6
    Stephen  King
    “When his life was ruined, his family killed, his farm destroyed, Job knelt down on the ground and yelled up to the heavens, "Why god? Why me?" and the thundering voice of God answered, There's just something about you that pisses me off.”
    Stephen King, Storm of the Century

  • #7
    Charlotte Brontë
    “No sight so sad as that of a naughty child," he began, "especially a naughty little girl. Do you know where the wicked go after death?"

    "They go to hell," was my ready and orthodox answer.

    "And what is hell? Can you tell me that?"

    "A pit full of fire."

    "And should you like to fall into that pit, and to be burning there for ever?"

    "No, sir."

    "What must you do to avoid it?"

    I deliberated a moment: my answer, when it did come was objectionable: "I must keep in good health and not die.”
    Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

  • #8
    Marilyn Monroe
    “Dreaming about being an actress, is more exciting then being one.”
    Marilyn Monroe

  • #9
    Abigail Van Buren
    “You could move.' ---"Dear Abby" responds to a reader who complained that a gay couple was moving in across the street and wanted to know what he could do to improve the quality of the neighborhood.”
    Abigail Van Buren

  • #10
    Henry Rollins
    “Don't hide behind the Constitution or the Bible. If you're against gay marriage, just be honest, put a scarlet 'H' on your shirt, and say, 'I am a homophobe!”
    Henry Rollins, Talk is Cheap: Volume 1

  • #11
    Kayla Williams
    “What would my first sergeant do if he came across me and another girl getting it on? He'd want pictures. He'd want to join in. He'd want me and this other girl to double-team him right then and there. On the other hand, since most heterosexual men are homophobic and sexist, most straight guys figure gay men will treat them the way they themselves treat women- that is, like sex objects. And this freaks them the fuck out.”
    Kayla Williams, Love My Rifle More than You: Young and Female in the U.S. Army

  • #12
    Wayne Gerard Trotman
    “The sad truth about bigotry is that most bigots either don't realize that they are bigots, or they convince themselves that their bigotry is perfectly justified.”
    Wayne Gerard Trotman

  • #13
    Coretta Scott King
    “Homophobia is like racism and anti-Semitism and other forms of bigotry in that it seeks to dehumanize a large group of people, to deny their humanity, their dignity and personhood. This sets the stage for further repression and violence that spread all too easily to victimize the next minority group.”
    Coretta Scott King

  • #14
    Judy Shepard
    “As a young person, I feel it necessary to show the great nation that we live in that there doesn't need to be this kind of violence and hatred in our world. And that loving one another doesn't mean that we have to compromise our beliefs; it simply means that we choose to be compassionate and respectful of others.”
    Judy Shepard, The Meaning of Matthew: My Son's Murder in Laramie, and a World Transformed

  • #15
    W.H. Auden
    Funeral Blues

    Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
    Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
    Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
    Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

    Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
    Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead,
    Put crêpe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
    Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

    He was my North, my South, my East and West,
    My working week and my Sunday rest,
    My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
    I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

    The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
    Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
    Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
    For nothing now can ever come to any good.”
    W.H. Auden , Another Time



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