Lgbtqia Characters Quotes

“I’m not gay,” said Raphael. “I’m not straight. I’m not interested.” “Your sexuality is ‘not interested’?” Alec asked curiously. Raphael said, “That’s right.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Red Scrolls of Magic

“I fell like a star and she was the end of the world. A cataclysmic crash of two people. Never to be the same. Never getting back up. Not unless we were doing it together.”
― Tess Sharpe, The Girls I've Been

“Alec, with his heartbreaking contradictions, shy and brave, relentless and tender. Alec’s midnight-blue eyes, and the look on his face when they had their first kiss. And their last.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Red Scrolls of Magic

“I love the story of a thing. I love a thing for what it means a thousand times more than for what it's worth.”
― Elizabeth Wein, The Pearl Thief

“The only time she's come close to being "known" was when she accidentally came out as bisexual during sophomore English class while talking about her favorite poem.”
― C.B. Lee, Not Your Sidekick

“I don't like kissing."

"I suppose it is a matter of taste."[...]"I wondered, did anyone ever," shrug, "you know, hurt you so you don't like kissing? love?"

"Nope."[...]

"I thought maybe someone had been bad to you in the past, and that was why you don't like people touching or holding you."

"Ah damn it to hell," she bangs the lamp down on the desk and the flame jumps wildly.
"I said no. I haven't been raped or jilted or abused in any fashion. There is nothing in my background to explain the way I am." She steadies her voice, taking the impatience out of it. "I'm the odd one out, the peculiarity in my family, because they are all normal and demonstrative physically. But ever since I can remember, I've disliked close contact...charge contact, emotional contact, as well as any overtly sexual contact. I veer away from it, because it always feels like the other person is draining something out of me. I know that's irrational, but that's the way I feel."

She touches the lamp and the flaring light stills.

"I spent a considerable amount of time when I was, o, adolescent, wondering why I was different, whether there were other people like me. Why, when everyone else was facinated by their developing sexual nature, I couldn't give a damn. I've never been attracted to men. Or women. Or anything else. It's difficult to explain, and nobody has ever believed it when I have tried to explain, but while I have an apparently normal female body, I don't have any sexual urge or appetite. I think I am a neuter.”
― Keri Hulme, The Bone People

“Her own hair was a glory of copper fire that morning, shining like a whisky still, long and loose in gentle flames down her back.”
― Elizabeth Wein, The Pearl Thief

“Yeah but he's my- Ruben”
― Cale Dietrich, If This Gets Out

“Together together together, like a promise.
Walt’s wrists, Hollis’s hands, their neck, their feet. They twisted together beneath their skin like a pit of snakes, delirious. They pressed their
forehead against the tile and breathed hard so they could focus on the feel of it.
The rightness of what they should be. Full to bursting and complete.
Greedy.”
― K. Ancrum, The Corruption of Hollis Brown

“She looks great in that skirt. Her butt is so cute.”
― C.B. Lee, Not Your Sidekick

“I'm always afraid the wrong person will figure out who I am.”
― Amy Kaufman Burk, Hollywood Pride

“She’d told him she was asexual at the end of ninth grade—and when he told her he thought he’d never find a boyfriend, she’d told him she was also aromantic and had no desire to date. Early in their freshman year, she’d gone on dates with Jade Miller and Keenan Price just to be nice, but she told them after one date that she didn’t feel a connection.”
― Kenneth Creech, Fate, Coincidence, and Other Curse Words

“BL series play an important role in creating a space where people feel they're not alone. Seeing characters on screen who reflect your own identity or feelings is deeply meaningful. It reinforces the idea that all forms of love are beautiful and equally valuable, and helps push society toward greater openness and inclusion.”
― Noeul Nuttarat Tangwai

“I'm a girl. But sometimes I feel like a boy and a girl, both at the same time. They seems more right for me.”
― Amy Kaufman Burk, Hollywood Pride

“This city eats pretty boys like us alive if we let it.”
― Rob Costello, An Ugly World for Beautiful Boys

“He just walked down the hill. Bag over shoulder. Sketchbook under his arm. Head high. Heart messy. And he didn’t know where he was going. Not really. But this time? That felt like enough.”
― Nathan Li , Boys Don’t Cry in Darjeeling: A Queer Coming-of-Age Story in the Queen of Hills

“If I ever kiss you again, it’ll be because the paparazzi have their cameras trained on us, not because your lips are incredibly soft and you taste like honey.”
― Jae, Shifting Nature

“And if I kiss you back, it’ll be because we want to convince an audience, not because there would be a much bigger push toward interspecies marriage if humans only knew what amazing kissers Wrasa are.”
― Jae, Shifting Nature

“And their queerdo tale? It never followed a straight line—just a deliciously messy path from plot twist to plot twist.”
― Ken Breniman, a three body solution: A Daringly Subversive & Juicy Tale of Love, Evolution, & Humanity's Last Hope

“I don't see BL series as any different from other series. I feel like it's a type of series that tells the story of love between two people, where people can choose, love, and be who they want to be.”
― Noeul Nuttarat Tangwai

“I feel that anyone playing an LGBTQ+ character needs to fully understand the character. It's about performing in a way that is authentic and makes the audience truly feel the character. You have to give it your all and embody the role to the fullest.”
― Noeul Nuttarat Tangwai

“If I've learned anything new, it would be understanding a character's emotions-why they fall for someone, what makes them feel attracted to each other.”
― Noeul Nuttarat Tangwai

“Some may view BL series as just another genre that tells the love story between two people, but there are still those who are not open-minded and don't fully accept the idea of sexual diversity. Honestly, I wish they would give it a chance because it's quite fun! Nowadays, BL series come in a variety of styles. There are grand productions, stories that cross borders and time, period dramas, etc. The genre has expanded significantly and has become one of Thailand's soft powers.”
― Noeul Nuttarat Tangwai

“All I did was love a boy. None of this was supposed to happen.”
― Ivy Hamilton, Keep Me Like a Secret

“What does my coffee order tell you about me?”

“Black Americano and a Samuel Delany book?” I snort. “That you secretly wish your life was a Kubrick movie.”
― Emma Hinds, Witchlore

“Relationships break down. People change. Those who are truly in love
can work at it for years and still end up apart. It doesn’t mean they weren’t
in love or that they were supposed to love someone else more. It just … is
what it is. Heartbreak sucks, but it’s a part of life. Putting it down to destiny
or fate or any other higher deity is lazy and dismissive of the effort needed
to truly make a relationship work.”

“That’s …”

“Insightful? Philosophical?”

“Depressing.”
― Eden Finley, Pop Star

“Harley stands and stretches his long and lean body as he yawns. “Oh, and one more thing. If I am recognized, you’re gonna have to carry me through the horde back to the hotel.”

“Nah, they say the best way to train is to run like someone’s chasing you. It’ll be good practice for you.”

“But I want to sing ‘I Will Always Love You’ all Whitney Houston like while you race through the streets of New York with me in your arms bridal-style. You could be my Kevin Costner and take a bullet for me.”

“Your fantasies about me are fucked-up.”
― Eden Finley, Pop Star

“So, tell me the story,’ Owain said after they had stood in silence for a while, looking at the top of the Grove through the Fog.

Deri’s first thought was to ask what Owain would offer him for it. His second was to just name the price as one kiss, willingly given. He went with his third impulse: just tell the bloody story.

But tell it well.”
― Trip Galey, A Market of Dreams and Destiny

“I’m not your baby…My grin widened, and I slapped my hands together, muscles stiffening with determination. I’m his”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“PLEASE NOTE: The character of Aoleon is deaf. In continuity, this discussion takes place completely in sign.

Her eyes caught a glimpse of the edge of a drawing among the mass of papers. A sketch of the top of a mass of side-swept locs. Slowly, she pulled the drawing free and smiled a little too sweetly at the woman whose aspect was reflected in the artwork.

Feeling a certain kind of way Aoleon?

She snapped-to and quickly became defensive. What in the name of the Goddess are you on about? She felt heat rising from beneath her collar and behind it she allowed shades of anger and annoyance to fall over her.

The old Aoleon coming out.

I’m sorry. I shouldn’t poke at you like that. It’s okay you know. There’s nothing wrong with it.

As if suddenly caught up in a lie she never told, Aoleon cleared her throat and ran her fingers absentmindedly over her ear and started to fidget with one of the brass accents in her snowy hair.

No…I mean…well I was…uh...

Aoleon, I know about you and Arjana. he admitted outrightly as he pointed at the drawing.

The princess coughed, stuttered, smiled, but could bring herself to fully say nothing. Words escaped her as she looked about the room for answers.

My sight might be Dįvįnë, true. But even a blind man could see you two were growing close.

Yes. Well…she’s…something else.

Indeed? he responded.

Images flashed briefly in Aoleon’s head of her father’s old friend. Verging on her forty and fifth decade of life. She was a fierce woman by all accounts. One who’d just as soon cut you with words as she would a blade. Yet, she was darling and caring towards those she held close to her. Lovely to a fault in a wild sort of way.

Dark skin, the colour of walnut stained wood. Thick, kinky hair fashioned into black locs with stately streaks of gray that faded into tips that had been bleached under the suns; the sides of her head shaved bare in an undercut fashion. Blackart ink and gauged ears. Very comfortable with her sexuality. Dwalli by blood, but a native of the Link by birth – although she wasn’t a Magi. Heka was her mother’s gift, not hers.

I heard her say something very much the same about you once.

Really? Aoleon perked up right away. Did she?

Yes. After she first met you in fact. Nearly exactly.

Aoleon’s smile widened. She beamed happiness. Sitting up assertively, she allowed herself to give her father a curt nod. Well, of course she did.

She’s held such a torch for you for so long that I was starting to wonder if anything would actually come of it.

Yeah. Both you and Prince Asshole. Aoleon exclaimed with a certainty that was absolute.
Samahdemn walked his statement back.

Peace daughter. I didn't know your brother had been giving you grief about her. Then again, he is your brother. So anything is possible.

Aoleon sighed and nodded. Not so much giving me problems as he’s been…I don’t know…being really weird about it. Kŵanza* being Kŵanza.

Samahdemn nodded knowingly and waived a dismissive hand. He’s just jealous. He always has been.

So I’ve noticed.

Why would you hide it? Why not tell me?

I don’t know. she said; shrugging her shoulders. I didn’t know how you’d take it I suppose. She’s…your friend. A close friend. The great-great-granddaughter of one of the men you once named my godfather. Frankly, I just thought you’d not be very keen on the idea, if not against it outright. I mean, if I’m being fair, I don’t honestly know how I’d feel in the same situation – if my best friend were warming up to my first born. If I could be clear headed about it.

That’s understandable I suppose. Wrong, but understandable. Let me be clear. I don’t care that you’re dating someone in my inner circle. Never have. Never will. If I couldn’t trust her, then I wouldn’t call her my friend in the first place.

- Reflections on the Dįvonësë War: Dark Whispers Above the Clouds”
― S.H.Robinson