Gay Quotes - Page 2

Chris just watches, but he can't keep his mouth shut for long. "Excellent, everyone is serving me. I'm glad you guys have finally figured out how it should be...now you just need to convince the world.

He tugged my zipper down like he was unveiling a gift, spreading my pants open. “Yeah. There it is. You have a nice fat dick. I would have never guessed it."

“I’m Italian,” I said inanely.

Jaxton met his gaze for just a second, then scowled and turned away.
The recognition in that look was painful; years of recollections and long forgotten
emotions buzzed through his brain. Ashamed of the flare of attraction he'd just allowed
himself, he turned away and faked a smile.

Jaxton hadn't changed, but he had. Maybe his old crush still hated him, but it shouldn't
matter anymore. It didn't matter anymore. He was older, wiser and he had moved on. Jaxton
was nothing more than an old high school crush.

Fidelity is a living, breathing entity. On wobbly footing, it can wander, becoming something different entirely.

I think God is a callous bitch not making me a lesbian. I'm deeply disappointed by my sexual interest in men.

You know, when people who were once religious no longer believe in God, they never really change; they just go on, hunting for the ecstatic food, trying to satisfy that hunger.

Scoot over, man. I don't like you that much."
"Dick. That's not what you said last night."
"Bite me.

It's not called being gay, it's called being fabulous!

Democracy! Bah! When I hear that I reach for my feather boa!

If my God damns people for love but saves them for brutle warfare, then that is not the God I know or wish to worship.

All men are created equal. Now matter how hard they try, they can never erase those words. That is what America is about.

Sometimes being a brother is even better than being a superhero.

For the first time in his life he understood why the Bible called sex "knowing". Everything was different. Now he knew Dante. He'd known Dante. And wonder of wonders, Dante had known him right back.

Christ, they’d be getting a cat next. He mentally recoiled from the idea: the day they did that, he’d cut off his dick and call himself a lesbian.

How can we pick and choose which parts of the Bible to follow? One thing is God’s will and another is just cultural differences? What if it’s all cultural? What if homosexuality or saving yourself for marriage is as outdated as women staying silent in church or Leviticus forbidding tattoos?

But you should know that about Dauntless- girl, guy, whatever, it doesn't matter here. What matters is what you've got in your gut.

The knife will only hurt for a moment. Then your choice will be made, and it will all be over.

He turned around, suddenly concerned. "Are you pregnant? Are you gay? I'd rather you were gay than pregnant. Unless you're pregnant. Then we'll deal. Whatever it is, we'll deal. Are you pregnant?

Are you one of his teammates?"
"Yeah," Adam said, and it wasn't a lie because according to some people, both he and Tony were playing for the other team. Which made them teammates of a sort.