Quotes from Larry Kramer

Here is an American epic, a wandering without a homecoming.

We've got ourselves a lot of bereavement overload

We'll work on developing our relationship, our romance," wandered around with him.

MICKEY: No, don't take me home. I'm afraid I might do something. Take me to St. Vincent's. I'm just afraid.

Our Hero welcomed Death.

The bigger it got, the more fervent the liturgical incantations, and, at the moment of orgasm

We're living through war, but where they're living it's peacetime, and we're all in the same country.

Is true of the normal heart; For the error bred in the bone Of each woman and each man Craves what it cannot have, Not universal love But to be loved alone.

Everyone is beyond the beyond. Except Fred Lemish. Everyone's where they want to be. Except Fred Lemish. This is it. We've found it. This night of nights. This summer of our lives. Can it last till Tuesday? When's Tuesday?

Baby, I want you to piss all over me!" Fred Lemish had never urinated on anything before, except perhaps some country grass late at night when he was drunk and no one was looking. "Or let me piss on you!

During the first nineteen months of the epidemic, the New York Times wrote about it a total of seven times:

Government research at the National Institutes of Health did not commence in reality until January 1983, eighteen months after the same government had declared the epidemic.

If a Jesus walked on the water, couldn't a Dildough fly through the air?

That's how I want to be defined: as one of the men who fought the war.

And what has been so awful in your life that you have to write about it?" Mrs Lincoln, a definite gall bladder, persevered.

Oh, that's a tiresome subject! Heterosexual comparison! Why do all faggots dredge that one up? Straights don't compare themselves to us! We're all the same anyway. We've just got an added dose of the clap.

I'm frightened nobody important is going to give a damn because it seems to be happening mostly to gay men.

Nobody listens for very long anyway. There's a new disease of the month every day.

Hey, Dinky …, sooner or later you're going to have to make a commitment to someone. Which means making a commitment to yourself. And a commitment to the notion that our shitty beginnings don't have to cripple us for life.

Unfortunately, the immune system is the system we know least about.

That Massachusetts Bay Colony had been set up in England as a corporation, enabling one hundred white male religious fanatics to elect their leader to rule in a completely totalitarian way.

NED: Nobody ever listens. We're not exactly a bunch that knows how to play follow the leader. EMMA: Maybe they're just waiting for somebody to lead them. NED: We are. What group isn't?

You know, you analyze too much. You want to know too much. I don't want to know." OK, Lemish. You hear that? You want somebody who doesn't want to know? All your life has been a journey to find an identity. Why are you letting this loser help you lose one? He sure is a vision, standing up in all that leather. Your crotch, please note, has not ceased its admiration.

You can't give me what I want. And I'm still fucking hooked on you. Why can't I let go? Why am I still holding on to somebody who can't give me what I want?