“Baltimore is warm but pleasant... I belong here, where everything is civilized and gay and rotted and polite.”

“...Baltimore. It's imperfect. Boy, is it imperfect. And there are parts of its past that make you wince. It's not all marble steps and waitresses calling you 'hon,' you know. Racial strife in the sixties, the riots during the Civil War. F. Scott Fitzgerald said it was civilized and gay, rotted and polite. The terms are slightly anachronistic now, but I think he was essentially right.”

“Everything a gay man does makes a political statement. Everything matters: where you bank, where you shop, where you eat. When you hold your lover’s hand in public”

“I don't belong here. It doesn't matter, because even if I don't belong in this place, she's here and I want to be where she is.”

“I think we should keep politics out of church, and back in hell where it belongs.”

“I took three steps and was wrapped in his arms, where I belonged. No confusion here. No worries here. No troubles here.”