Top 33 Andrew Holleran Quotes
#1. You know, we queens loathed rain at the beach, small cocks, and reality, I think. In that order.
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#2. I'll go live in the woods," said Malone.
"You'll be lonely," said Sutherland. "Even Thoreau went to town in the afternoon to gossip.
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#3. Have you ever noticed," he said, stirred now by this vision of domestic bliss that was beyond his reach, and shocked earlier that evening to find himself crying in the subway on his way home from a client, "that gay people secrete everything in each other's presence but tears?
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#4. When you put something down that happened, people often don't believe it; whereas, you can make up anything, and people assume it must have happened to you.
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#5. But still we go on, he thinks with a sigh as he crosses his legs, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the police station and doctor's office.
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#8. Homosexuality is like a boarding school in which there are no vacations.
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#9. Tomorrow the rush of men, all working for a living, would drown him; but now, at this moment, in this soft green twilight, this soft green Sunday evening, when the heart of the world seemed to lie beating in the palm of his hand, he sat in that huge house upstairs terrified that he would never live.
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#10. Dreams are all equipped with revolving doors: Someone is always walking into the one you are leaving, and vice-versa.
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#11. He saw in that instant a life he could not conceive of opening before him, a hopeless abyss. Either way he was doomed: He did what was wrong, and condemned himself, or he did what was right, and remained a ghost.
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#12. For you cannot live in New York City very long and not be conscious of the niceties of being rich - the city is, after all, an ecstatic exercise in merchandising - and one evening of his visit to Venezuela Sutherland sat straight up when he read a line of Santayana's: Money is the petrol of life.
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#13. Living for beauty is all very fine, but it's a hard regimen and burns up the heart very quickly.
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#14. Love is a career with its own stages, rewards, and failures ... a vocation as concrete as a calling in the Church, worth giving a lifetime to.
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#15. [ ... ] and the only reason he came out at all, during that period after he left Frankie, when he wanted to go away and hide forever, was the crazy compulsion with which we resolved all the tangled impulses of our lives - the need to dance.
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#16. He did not wish to be the man to whom nothing was ever to happen.
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#17. Imagine a pleasure in which the moment of satisfaction is simultaneous with the moment of destruction: to kiss is to poison; lifting to your lips this face after which you have ached, dreamed, longed for, the face shatters, every time.
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#18. I couldn't not write. Sometimes I ask myself, How do people get through life without writing? I write to calm anxiety, to process pain. Writing to me is reflection.
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#20. Now of all the bonds between homosexual friends, none was greater than that between friends who danced together. The friend you danced with, when you had no lover, was the most important person in your life; and for people who went without lovers for years, that was all they had.
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#21. If your friends don't want your boyfriend, what's the point?
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#22. Try not to be self-conscious [ ... ] or so critical. Don't mope around looking for someone else to make you happy, and remember that the vast majority of homosexuals are looking for a superman to love and find it very difficult to love anyone merely human, which we unfortunately happen to be.
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#23. A moral man is essentially dumbfounded when confronted by a man who is amoral - everything the latter does is met with a certain disbelief.
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#24. Malone had been raised by a lady both Irish and Catholic, in a good bourgeois home in which careless table manners were a sin, much less this storm in his heart.
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#25. There was a moment of silence and then Sutherland breathed, But, darling! Gossip is the food of the gods.
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#26. The more beautiful the sky, the more hopeless the neighborhood.
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#27. It was all over: dead. He had no idea, where Frankie had gone. But what was worse, he was everywhere.
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#29. Some live for love more than others. And he experienced a death that night.
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#30. They were bound together by a common love of a certain kind of music, physical beauty, and style - all the things one shouldn't throw away an ounce of energy pursuing, and sometimes throw away a life pursuing.
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#31. The point is that we are not doomed because we are homosexual, my dear, we are doomed only if we live in despair because of it, as we did on the beaches and the streets of Suck City.
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#32. They faced each other at opposite ends of an illusion.
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#33. You know, when people who were once religious no longer believe in God, they never really change; they just go on, hunting for the ecstatic food, trying to satisfy that hunger.
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