Doug Wright > Quotes

“Conversation, like certain portions of the anatomy, always runs more smoothly when lubricated.”
― Doug Wright, Quills

“Are your convictions so fragile that mine cannot stand in opposition to them? Is your God so illusory that the presence of my Devil reveals his insufficiency?”
― Doug Wright, Quills

“I've been to Hell. You've only read about it.”
― Doug Wright, Quills

“If I wasn't such a bad woman on the page, I couldn't be such a good woman in life.”
― Doug Wright, Quills

“COULMIER - He who lives in darkness cowers in the light, while he who lives in the sun radiates it. Step into the light for a while, Marquis.
THE MARQUIS - Permit me to extend your metaphor.
COULMIER - Be my guest.
THE MARQUIS - He who sits in the sun is often blinded by it. Then, vulnerable and incognizant, he is devoured by the forces of darkness. Better to stare the fuckers in the face, yes?”
― Doug Wright

“I need to believe in her stories as much as she does. That Lothar Berfelde navigated a path between the two most repressive regimes the Western World has ever known - the Nazis and the Communists - in a pair of heels.”
― Doug Wright, I Am My Own Wife

“Oh, I ran home straight after class and took another shower just to get rid of the locker room stink. Then I put on two pair of jockey shorts and walked around the house hating myself because this lonely kid touched me. I lay awake some nights worrying, thinking God must hate me and something horrible is wrong with me. Maybe Arthur's right. Maybe I'm abnormal. But I do know one thing. It's normal to want to be held. And sometimes, skin is just skin, no matter who's wearing it. It feels good next to itself for a reason.”
― Doug Wright, The Stonewater Rapture

“Mark Finley, San Fransisco. We--as homosexuals--have been systematically denied our own history. Our own past. Perhaps that's why we're so eager to embrace a martyr, even when she's made of glass?”
― Doug Wright, I Am My Own Wife

“Damn. Mama says the ugly girls are the lucky ones because they don't have to worry. I was at the nursing home visiting Miss Willoughby and she showed me a picture of herself when she was my age. She was perfect — like an old-fashioned China doll. And she never got married, her whole life through. She was never together with a man. Now, as sweet as she is, her face looks like a road map and her teeth are all pushed-out and yellow. And all I thought was, boy, is her chance over now. If I were as gorgeous as Miss Willoughby was, I'd always be worried that time was running out I wouldn't want to waste being pretty by being good. So I don't want to be all that pretty.”
― Doug Wright, The Stonewater Rapture