I tend to prefer the shelter of fiction.

The film itself involves a New York City radio storyteller, Gabriel Noone, who strikes up a friendship with one of his fans, an abused 14-year-old teenager who is suffering from AIDS, who does not have much longer to live.

I can’t imagine a more fulfilling thing for a writer than that you’ve made a strong impact on the lives of other people. Just because I’ve heard it before does not mean I don’t want to hear it one more time.

I believe very firmly that gay people of every stripe and age should be role models for all children, and that means interacting with them.

When I get back from this book tour, I’m planning to learn the internet. Maybe I can hook up in cyberspace.

Being in love is the only transcendent experience.

I tend to prefer the shelter of fiction.

I have always distrusted memoir. I tend to write my memoirs through my fiction. It’s easier to get to the truth by not claiming that you are speaking it. Some things can be said in fiction that can never be said in memoir.

My only regret about being gay is that I repressed it for so long. I surrendered my youth to the people I feared when I could have been out there loving someone. Don’t make that mistake yourself. Life’s too damn short.

Too much of a good thing is wonderful.

I know that when Terry and I were together, 10 years ago, he did not appreciate it when people would ask him what it is like being partnered with a celebrity. Precisely because it suggested that he had no value.

I haven’t lost faith in human nature and I haven’t decided to be less compassionate to strangers.

I’m the age now that Rock was when he picked me up, so I can understand how he felt – how his fame limited his freedom. You get kinder as you go along.

Well, maybe it has to do with the fact that I was a complete Hitchcock fanatic from age 9.

It may interest you to know that my breakup with Terry and this mystery did not happen concurrently in real life. That is a writer’s device, which places Gabriel under even greater pressure when the mystery begins to reveal itself.

I surrendered my youth to the people I feared when I could have been out there loving someone. Don’t make that mistake yourself. Life’s too damn short.

For the most part, I have a very manageable celebrity. People recognize me from time to time, and they usually say very appreciative things. It affords me a great deal of pleasure.

I’ve always drawn on bits and pieces of my own life.

I’ve included these little jokes and mysteries in my writing for the amusement of readers.

But it’s amazing how many people think that gay men should slink off into the shadows when it comes to having friendships with children.

I consider myself much better adjusted than Gabriel.

The world changes in direct proportion to the number of people willing to be honest about their lives.

Like I’ve always said, love wouldn’t be blind if the braille weren’t so damned much fun.

But I will say that the drugs are much more ferocious then they used to be. There are people wrecking their lives with addiction, which seems much more severe.

I’ve always believed you can get closer to the truth by pretending not to speak it.

But I’m acutely aware that the possibility of fraud is even more prevalent in today’s world because of the Internet and cell phones and the opportunity for instant communication with strangers.

I think that instinct, that storytelling instinct, rescued me most of my life.