I wasn’t really “born this way.” I grew this way.

We don’t need to understand why someone sets a boundary to respect it.

I rise on the shoulders of ancestors whose names I can not know.

It's my actions and choices that determine my connection to others.

There is no such thing as unskilled labor.

We must choose each other again and again, though conflict and through plenty.

We have to keep finding ways to widen the circle of care and concern.

We have a holy obligation to bring about paradise on this earth; each generation helps us do that.

To be queer is to know the ways of holding all that shimmers to the light.

We are an angry and beautiful people.