#lesbian

God did not create gays and lesbians so He could have something to hate! ↗

— Troy Perry

#create #did #gays #god #hate

If you had told me 28 years ago that the largest organization in the world touching the lives of gays and lesbians would be a church, I would not have believed you. ↗

— Troy Perry

#believed #church #gays #had #i

I seem to have run in a great circle, and met myself again on the starting line. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

#identity #lesbian #life #religion #romance

There were about thirty of them, I think - all women; all seated at tables, bearing drinks and books and papers. You might have passed any one of them upon the street, and thought nothing; but the effect of their appearance all combined was rather queer. They were dressed, not strangely, but somehow distinctly. They wore skirts - but the kind of skirts a tailor might design if he were set, for a dare, to sew a bustle for a gent. Many seemed clad in walking-suits or riding-habits. Many wore pince-nez, or carried monocles on ribbons. There were one or two rather startling coiffures; and there were more neckties than I had ever seen brought together at any exclusively female ensemble. ↗

— Sarah Waters

#lesbian-fiction #lesbians #nan-astley #sarah-waters #tipping-the-velvet

No one has imagined us. We want to live like trees, sycamores blazing through the sulfuric air, dappled with scars, still exuberantly budding, our animal passion rooted in the city. ↗

— Adrienne Rich

#love #poetry #dreams

Maybe you can explain to me what is so spectacular about her, because you gay girls can’t seem to keep your hands off that daffy redhead. ↗

— Cassandra Duffy

#lesbian #humor

There's nothing gay about living life straight ↗

— Paul B. Tripp

#gay-and-lesbian #memoir #military #reparative-therapy #life

Love moderately. ↗

— Stef Harder

#falling-in-love #gay #lesbian #love #love

She sang that night like - I cannot say like an angel, for her songs were all of champagne suppers and strolling in the Burlington Arcade; perhaps, then, like a fallen angel - or yet again like a falling one: she sang like a falling angel might sing with the bounds of heaven fresh burst behind him, and hell still distant and unguessed. And as she did so, I sang with her - not loudly and carelessly like the rest of the crowd, but softly, almost secretly, as if she might hear me the better if I whispered rather than bawled. ↗

— Sarah Waters

#love #singing #love

I've had more difficulty accepting myself as bisexual than I ever did accepting that I was a lesbian. It felt traitorous. A few years ago, I admitted to myself that I was still interested in men in more than a "Brad Pitt is slick hot sexy" kind of way. But I worried whatmy friends, exes, and the Community would think. I never even broached the subject with my parents. Because what bothered me the most was that people would think that being a lesbian had been a phase for me, when that was so very not the case. What I feared was that I would no longer be part of a community, that I might be seen with my boyfriend and not be recognized as something not the same. ↗

— R. Gay

#lesbian #queer #queerness #r-gay #sexuality