Yeah, I think that a play is a huge commitment, and I think that what it requires of you is a lot, so it really makes you dig in and find things, and it just makes you sharp, ’cause it’s live. Really, to me, it separates the men from the boys. I always say it’s...
I’ve been obsessed with clothes since I was a little boy.
And what if you try to kill me? Or worse: to kiss me?
…as we are endowed. …with rhetorics. …none will deny. …of innocence. …towards scribbling. …of love lines. …and of lust. …to what seems like male. …to what seems like female. …in those days. …I mean nothing. …but in high school…..even me. …I can’t deny.
One thing at a time,’ said the Boy. ‘You must be patient. This is a day of hope and wild revenge. Do not interrupt me. I am a courier from another world. I bring you golden words.Listen!’ said the Boy. ‘Where I come from there is no more fear. But there is a roaring and...
There are tales that rise like the early sun, breathe, and take on a life of their own. There are ones that flow quietly and effortlessly until time forsakes them, but there are others that fight until they find their way to the edge of reality, as if coming straight out of a dream.
I’m still Elliott Yamin. I’m still the funky white Jewish boy from Richmond, Va.
I’m not a philosopher, I’m just a simple boy from East Ham.
I started to realize I wasn’t like every other boy.
My first love was singing and I had no time for boys.
He felt a little lost, after that experience. Lost as the girls on their knees. It was a never-ending story of young girls losing themselves, such that they were no longer humans with any souls or characters, but pretty girls with fat asses and nice tits.
At the school I attended, the clergyman who ran the cathedral school in Shanghai would give lines to the boys as a punishment. They expected you to copy out, say, 20 or 30 pages from one of the school texts. But I found that rather than laboriously copying out something from a novel by Charles...
When you get to play with the big boys, your game improves drastically.
I’m not saying it’s what I would have wanted. But don’t you see? We fuck up our lives again and again and it’s always our children who pick up the bill. We move on to new relationships, always starting over, always thinking we’ve got another chance to get it right, it’s the kids from all...
You are an intriguing combination, half child, half seductress, half angel.”I laughed sort and bitterly. “That’s what all men like to think about women. Little girls they have to take care of–when I know for a fact it is the male who is more boy than man.