“I'm becomingthe street.Who are you in love with?me? Straight against the light I cross.”

“If not exactly raging against the dying of the light, I was at least a little cross with it.”

“If I'm not with a butch everyone just assumes I'm straight. It's like I'm passing too, against my will. I'm sick of the world thinking I'm straight. I've worked hard to be discriminated against as a lesbian.”

“Momma crossed her arms over her apron bib and worked the small of her back against the edge of the doorframe. Daddy drew a Tareyton out of the pack in his shirtpocket and looked straight at me and talked straight at Momma and said, “Madness.”

“Edward: "Wait--you were trying to hit on me?"Susan: "Damn straight."Edward: "The thing is, I'm not. Straight, I mean.”

“Montana," he said, dragging her against him."Montana, I'm so sorry. I was wrong. What I said, how I treated you." He drew back so he could see her face. "I love you. I have from the first. You're the best part of me. You are the light to my dark and without you, I'm blind. I'll give you anything, if only you'll stay with me.”