Now this is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning.
In the silence of night I have often wished for just a few words of love from one man, rather than the applause of thousands of people.
If there's any message to my work, it is ultimately that it's OK to be different, that it's good to be different, that we should question ourselves before we pass judgment on someone who looks different, behaves different, talks different, is a different color.