Status Updates From James Baldwin: The Last Int...

Art has to be a kind of confession [...] you read something which you thought only happened to you, and you discovered it happened one hundred years ago to Dostoyevsky. This is a very great liberation of the suffering, struggling person, who always thinks that he is alone.

Started reading this at a bookstore while waiting for my friends and now I can't stop reading it

“Loving anybody and being loved by anybody is a tremendous danger, a tremendous responsibility… The discovery of one’s sexual preference doesn’t have to be a trauma. It’s a trauma because it’s such a traumatized society.”