Am I Blue?: Coming Out from the Silence

Strangers take a long time to become acquainted, particularly when they are from the same family.

A good friend of mine once said, "I have never met a bigot who was a reader as a child.

Then I went home to continue my life, which had changed a little, as lives do every day, inching by microspecks forward toward whatever surprises are coming next.

Wanting to die and dying, she found were two separate things.

The power of fiction is that it gives us, as readers, the opportunity to move inside another human being, to look out through that person's eyes, hear with her ears, think with his thoughts, feel with her feelings. It is the only form of art which can accomplish that feat so deeply, so completely. And thus it is the perfect bridge for helping us coming to know the other - the other inside as well as outside ourselves. (x)

(from the short story The Honorary Shepherds)...you can't be kicked out of a faith. Faith starts inside your heart and ends up in eternity. All you can be kicked out of is a building, which is the bus stop of faith, sort of, and what's a building?

She's a social worker, Karen," Mac said when I told the group. "She must know something about homosexuality.

The most beautiful people are the ones that don't look like one race or even one sex.

I have never met a bigot who was a reader as a child. (ix)