Andrew Holleran quotes:

Witty people came out in autumn; beauties in July.

Love is a career with its own stages, rewards, and failures a vocation as concrete as a calling in the Church, worth giving a lifetime to.

The more beautiful the sky, the more hopeless the neighborhood.

When you put something down that happened, people often don't believe it; whereas, you can make up anything, and people assume it must have happened to you.

They seldom looked happy. They passed one another without a word in the elevator, like silent shades in hell, hell-bent on their next look from a handsome stranger. Their next rush from a popper. The next song that turned their bones to jelly and left them all on the dance floor with heads back, eyes nearly closed, in the ecstasy of saints receiving the stigmata.