“Don't you just love those long rainy afternoons in New Orleans when an hour isn't just an hour - but a little piece of eternity dropped into your hands - and who knows what to do with it?”
“...It's just one hour. Just one little hour. What could happen in one hour?”
“Many wish for immortality who don't know how to spend a rainy Sunday afternoon. ”
“That's part of being gay, you know. It's not just who you want in bed. It's who your emotional relationships are with the other twenty-three hours of the day, whose arms you want around you when life hands you shit.”
“Who hopes for an hour hopes for eternity. The world in an hour. What follows is unseen.”
“Contrary to what you might think, I don't spend every waking hour thinking about boys.""Just most waking hours?”