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“Son, are you gay?” I spat the cognac out, choking on the earthy liquid. Dad remained calm, crossing one leg over the other. “Be frank. You know we don’t care, and we’ll support you no matter what. There’s nothing wrong with being gay.” “There’s nothing wrong with it, all right, but I’m not gay.” He blinked, saying nothing. “Why the fuck would you think that?” “You’re not a huge fan of the other sex.” “I’m not a huge fan of the human race.” “Me either. But then there’s your mother. I am a huge fucking fan of hers.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“The less you said, the more you were feared.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“We will always be something. You might move on and marry someone else, have his children and get your happily ever after, but you will never be completely done with me.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“He was a man who evidently felt very little; she was a woman who felt, perhaps, too much.”
― Linda Howard, Cry No More