“I tell her I won't [forget who I am], even though I'm still trying to figure it out.”

“I don't have much to say to that. I mean, I have a lot to say, so I don't say anything.”

“Ah, I found you." Came a voice behind me. My heart skipped a beat as a smile spread across my face. How do I already know his voice? 'My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words of thy tongue’s uttering, yet I know the sound.' I remembered the line from Romeo and Juliet. I could not forget Ariston's voice if I tried. At the sound, all thoughts of the odd occurrence faded. I turned around to see Ariston Crete walking towards me. I realized when I saw him that there was a part of my mind that had wondered if he was real, if I had not only imagined his beauty, but clearly I had not. Somehow, he is real, right down to his ancient eyes. It felt just as indescribable to look into his eyes as it had before.”

“I don't much care who is gay or straight or married or not. I mostly notice if they are brave enough to confront bigotry.”

“I am going to sing lesbian love songs and support gay rights no matter what. The rest is public relations.”

“You tell me your fantasies, and I will make everything we do so good for you, you won’t be able to get enough”

“I could not bring myself to hang up the phone or even so much as move it from my ear. The chance that I could hear his voice once again was too great a prospect.”