John Rechy Quotes

#1. Writing is hustling of another kind.

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#2. Against a wall a faded blonde woman - an exiled angel, the hints of beauty still lingering on her palewhite face - sits with blackoutlined eyes burning into the bar.

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#3. Just the absence of loneliness. That's love enough.

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#4. Gay men should not adopt the sophomoric model of heterosexual dating; gay men should always have sex first.

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#5. And the fierce wind is an echo of angry childhood and of a very scared boy looking out the window - remembering my dead dog outside by the wounded house as the gray Texas dust gradually covered her up - and thinking: It isnt fair! Why cant dogs go to Heaven?

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#6. I'm Mexican-American, but for a long time I was pushed out of any references to Mexican-American writers. It was easier to come out as a gay man than it was to come out as a Mexican-American.

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#7. Maybe I could love you. But I wont. The grinding streets awaited me.

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#8. You can rot here without feeling it.

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#9. It's too late. It's too late. Through the open door of the bathroom I see a watersoaked bag on the floor.

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#10. Southern California, which is shaped somewhat like a coffin, is a giant sanatorium with flowers where people come to be cured of life itself in whatever way .... This is the last stop before the sun gives up and sinks into the black, black ocean, and night - usually starless here - comes down.

John Rechy