Armistead Maupin

Armistead Maupin
Armistead Jones Maupin, Jr. is an American writer, best known for his Tales of the City series of novels, set in San Francisco...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth13 May 1944
CountryUnited States of America
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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.
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I think a lot of gay people who are not dealing with their homosexuality get into right- wing politics.
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I know I can't tell you what it's like to be gay. But I can tell you what it's not. It's not hiding behind words, Mama. Like family and decency and Christianity.
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Outing is a nasty word for telling the truth.
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The world changes in direct proportion to the number of people willing to be honest about their lives.
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If you want to know who the oppressed minorities in America are, simply look at who gets their own shelf in the bookstore. A black shelf, a women's shelf, and a gay shelf.
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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.
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I wish someone older than me and wiser than the people in Orlando had taken me aside.
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I wish we could have used more than we used, but there is a certain conventional wisdom about filmmaking that says that long phone calls are taboo.
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If I had my way...We would lock ourselves away from that madness out there...
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I've always drawn on bits and pieces of my own life
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Nobody's happy. What's happy? Happiness is over when the lights come on." The older woman poured herself a glass of sangria. "Screw that," she said quietly. "What?" "Screw that. Wash your mouth out. Who taught you that half-assed existential drivel?
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I tend to prefer the shelter of fiction.
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I consider myself much better adjusted than Gabriel.