David Levithan
Remember that at any given moment there are a thousand things you can love. — David Levithan, The Realm of Possibility (Ember, May 9, 2006)
Category: Queer
Jeanette Winterson
Every moment you steal from the present is a moment you have lost forever. There’s only now. — Jeanette Winterson, The Passion (Grove Press, August 7, 1997)
Jeanette Winterson
All human love is a dramatic enactment of the wild, reckless, unquenchable, undrainable love that powers the universe. If death is everywhere and inescapable, then so is love, if we but knew it. We can begin to know it through each other. The tamer my love, the farther away it is from love. In fierceness,… Continue reading Jeanette Winterson
Audre Lorde
Coming together it is easier to work after our bodies meetpaper and penneither care nor profitwhether we write or notbut as your body movesunder my hands charged and waiting we cut the leashyou create me against your thighs hilly with imagesmoving through our word countries my bodywrites into your fleshthe poemyou make of me. Touching… Continue reading Audre Lorde
Jewelle Gomez
I want to hold youin a motel roomwith the sunshine stripeof venetian blindsacross your back.Or I want to dream of that. — Jewelle Gomez, from “At Night,” The Key To Everything: Classic Lesbian Love Poems. Edited by Gerry G. Pearlberg. (St. Martin’s Press; 1st edition December 15, 1994)
Elizabeth Grosz
To submit one’s pleasures and desires to enumeration and definitive articulation is to submit processes and becomings, to entities, locations, and boundaries, to become welded to an organizing nucleus of fantasy and desire whose goal is not simply pleasure and expansion, but control, and the tying of the new to models of what is already… Continue reading Elizabeth Grosz
Jeanette Winterson
As for myself, I am splintered by great waves. I am coloured glass from a church window long since shattered. I find pieces of myself everywhere, and I cut myself handling them. — Jeanette Winterson, Lighthousekeeping. (Harvest Books; 1 edition (April 3, 2006)
Stephen Chbosky
And nobody felt sad as long as we could postpone tomorrow with more nostalgia. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower. (MTV Books; Later Printing edition February 1, 1999)
Jackie Wang
Your body next to my body is being rewritten. I hope that’s okay. I dream of you every night and I worry that the more I dream the more I overwrite you, the more I re-write the memory of you. — Jackie Wang, from “The Vernacular of Our Bodies,” The Sunflower Cast a Spell to… Continue reading Jackie Wang
Jeffrey Eugenides
It was one of those humid days when the atmosphere gets confused. Sitting on the porch, you could feel it: the air wishing it was water. — Jeffrey Eugenides, Middlesex. (Picador September 16, 2002)
The Vale of Soul-Making 