Margaret Cho

I love my gay male friends, but when I was a little girl, I always used to wish that I would be constantly surrounded by gorgeous guys, and I am, and I should have been more specific.

I’m not going to die because I failed as someone else. I’m going to succeed as myself.

Love is the big booming beat which covers up the noise of hate.

Maybe I wanted to hear it so badly that my ears betrayed my mind in order to secure my heart.

Sometimes when we are generous in small, barely detectable ways it can change someone else's life forever.

Try to love someone who you want to hate, because they are just like you, somewhere inside, in a way you may never expect, in a way that resounds so deeply within you that you cannot believe it.