I Became One Of The Stately Homos

In Manhattan, When You're Out Of The Front Door, You're On, And You Have To Be Ready To Smile And Speak To People.

Euphemisms Are Not, As Many Young People Think, Useless Verbiage For That Which Can And Should Be Said Bluntly; They Are Like Secret Agents On A Delicate Mission, They Must Airily Pass By A Stinking Mess With Barely So Much As A Nod Of The Head, Make Their Point Of Constructive Criticism And Continue On In Calm Forbearance. Euphemisms Are Unpleasant Truths Wearing Diplomatic Cologne.

The Search For A Life-style Involves A Journey To The Interior. This Is Not Altogether A Pleasant Experience, Because You Not Only Have To Take Stock Of What You Consider Your Assets But You Also Have To Take A Long Look At What Your Friends Call “the Trouble With You.” Nevertheless, The Journey Is Worth Making.

I Have Come To Think That Both Sex And Politics Are A Mistake And That Any Attempt To Establish A Connection Between The Two Is The Greatest Error Of All.

The ... Problem That Confronts Homosexuals Is That They Set Out To Win The Love Of A "real" Man. If They Succeed, They Fail. A Man Who "goes With" Other Men Is Not What They Would Call A Real Man. The Conundrum Is Incapable Of Resolution, But That Does Not Make Homosexuals Give It Up.