It’s as if Perry and I grew up in the same house. And one day he stood up and went out the back door, while I went out the front.
More tears are shed over answered prayers than unanswered ones.
I have 94 per cent recall of all conversation. I tested it myself.
Ever since I was a child, folks have thought they had me pegged, because of the way I am, the way I talk. And they’re always wrong.
Sometimes when I think of how good my book is going to be, I can’t breathe.
It’s the hardest when someone has a notion about you and it’s impossible to convince them otherwise.
On the night of November 14th, two men broke into a quiet farmhouse in Kansas and murdered an entire family. Why did they do that? Two worlds exist in this country: the quiet conservative life, and and the life of those two men – the underbelly, the criminally violent. Those two worlds converged that bloody night.
If I leave here without understanding you, the world will see you as a monster. Always. And I don’t want that.
He’s lovely, he’s a lovely man. And he told me the plot of his new book. And he said, “I just wanted to make sure it’s not one of those problem novels,” you know. And I said , “Jimmy. Your book is about a Negro homosexual who’s in love with a Jew. Wouldn’t you call that a problem?”
God, I’m glad you agreed to come. You’re the only person I know with the qualifications to be both a research assistant and a personal bodyguard.
It’s the book I was always meant to write.
We’re not so different as you might think.
