Coming out involves varying degrees of difficulty that are affected by class, race, religion, and geography.

I wore a woman's antique fur jacket to my high school junior prom.

My reasons for declaring a sexual preference had to do less with the pursuit of personal freedom than with the lust for pure shock value.

Proclaiming a sexual preference is something that straight men never really have to bother with.

Perhaps there is no agony worse than the tedium I experienced waiting for Something to Happen.

Sexuality is a private matter; some believe that broadcasting it destroys the very things that make it sacred.

I had been found in a mud puddle at 4:30 in the morning.

Coming out is a means of redefining oneself, of claiming membership in a lifestyle and a social order with distinct values. Chief among these values is honesty.

My gayness became quietly accepted and, shock of all shocks, life went on.

I believed I was invincible.

I am now faced with mortality. Definitely not the most generous move.

No woman wants to be in submission to a man who isn't in submission to God!

Challenges are inevitable. Happiness is optional.

I've made a career over the last seventeen years of mostly playing men in uniform, especially cops. The one thing for an actor that is death, is if you're bored. The boredom will show in your work.

A genuine smile touches something fundamental in us: our natural appreciation of kindness.

Was it that you wanted to pull my leg by transporting me to the frozen Himalayan heights of 'mahatmaship' and claiming for yourself absolution from having to follow my precepts?

Death left its old tragic heaven and became the lyrical core of man: his invisible truth, his visible secret.

We do not know the value of Christ, if we will not cleave to Him unto death!

I'm not a party person or someone who likes to sit and drink in clubs all night, and never really have been. I have a good time through work.