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“In the dark theater Lee could feel his body pull toward Allerton, an amoeboid protoplasmic projection, straining with a blind worm hunger to enter the other’s body, to breathe with his lungs, see with his eyes, learn the feel of his viscera and genitals. Allerton shifted in his seat. Lee felt a sharp twinge, a strain or dislocation of the spirit.”
― William S. Burroughs, Queer

“How else do we return to ourselves but to fold
The page so it points to the good part”
― Ocean Vuong, Time Is a Mother

“No one is ever really alone. You are part of everything alive.’ The difficulty is to convince someone else he is really part of you, so what the hell?”
― William S. Burroughs, Queer

“In Vietnamese, the word for missing someone and remembering them is the same: nhớ. Sometimes, when you ask me over the phone, Có nhớ mẹ không? I flinch, thinking you meant, Do you remember me?

I miss you more than I remember you.”
― Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous