I think that people's sexual preferences are a legitimate subject for humour, dirty humour if at all possible.

That men of this kind despise women, though a not uncommon belief, is one which hardly appears to be justified. Indeed, though naturally not inclined to 'fall in love' in this direction, such men are by their nature drawn rather near to women, and it would seem that they often feel a singular appreciation and understanding of the emotional needs and destinies of the other sex, leading in many cases to a genuine though what is called 'Platonic' friendship. There is little doubt that they are often instinctively sought after by women, who, without suspecting the real cause, are conscious of a sympathetic chord in the homogenic which they miss in the normal man.

I hated that the soldier doll had my name. I mean, please. I didn't play with him much. He was another Christmas present from my clueless grandparents. One time when they were visiting, my grandpa asked me if G.I. Joe had been in any wars lately. I said, No, but he and Ken got married last week. Every Christmas since then, my grandparents have sent me a check.

The Auden/Kallman relationship had this to be said for it: It affirmed that it's better to be blatant than latent.

But let us laugh carelessly like other men. Let us be timid even among fools. Let us knot silence around our throats.For they would surely kill us.

I suppose that a lifetime spent hiding one's erotic truth could have a cumulative renunciatory effect. Sexual shame is in itself a kind of death.

Well, while you were in the bathroom, I sat down at this picnic table here in Bumblefug, Kentucky, and noticed that someone had carved that GOD HATES FAG, which, aside from being a grammatical nightmare, is absolutely ridiculous. So I'm changing it to 'God Hates Baguettes.' It's tough to disagree with that. Everybody hates baguettes.

Heterosexuality is not normal, it's just common.

I seem to have run in a great circle, and met myself again on the starting line.

In itself, homosexuality is as limiting as heterosexuality: the ideal should be to be capable of loving a woman or a man; either, a human being, without feeling fear, restraint, or obligation.

Homosexuality is nature's way of keeping the population in check.

Homosexuality is neither a sin, nor an anomaly or a disease. It is an evolutionary variation.

Many human beings enjoy sexual relations with their own sex; many don't; many respond to both. This plurality is part of our nature and not worth fretting about.

Actually there is no such thing as a homosexual person, any more than there is such a thing as a heterosexual person. The words are adjectives describing sexual acts, not people. Those sexual acts are entirely natural; if they were not, no one would perform them.

There is nothing biologically unusual about a homosexual act of pseudocopulation. Many species indulge in this, under a variety of circumstances.

There is probably no sensitive heterosexual alive who is not preoccupied with his latent homosexuality.

Charlie had that defensive contempt for homosexuals which people often have when their own sexuality is an embarrassment to them.

Sex explains it all. The Colonels Lady and Judy O'Grady are Lesbians under their skin.

Fairies: Nature's attempt to get rid of soft boys by sterilizing them.

Homosexuality is a sickness, just as are baby-rape or wanting to become head of General Motors.