There Is A Sense Of Decency That's

Do You Know How Hard It Is To Make A Home?... That's Something That A Woman Does From Inside Herself. You Do It In The Face Of All Sorts Of Opposition. Husbands Are Very Appreciative When It Works Out Well. But They're Not That Anxious To Help. It's Understandable. They Don't Know How.

Reality Must Prove Itself Again And Again To Questioners ... It Is The Fantasy Which Goes On Without Contradiction, Without Having To Prove Itself.

There Is No Articulate Resonance. The Common Problem, I Suppose, Is To Have More To Say Than Vocabulary And Syntax Can Bear. That Is Why I Am Hunting In These Desiccated Streets. The Smoke Hides The Sky's Variety, Stains Consciousness, Covers The Holocaust With Something Safe And Insubstantial. It Protects From Greater Flame. It Indicates Fire, But Obscures The Source. This Is Not A Useful City. Very Little Here Approaches Any Eidolon Of The Beautiful.

From 1968 On, I Was Pretty Much The Black, Gay Sf Writer.

The General Public Is A Statistical Fiction Created By A Few Exceptional Men To Make The Loneliness Of Being Exceptional A Little Easier To Bear.