What did all this prove? That he had gained enormously in self-confidence. That sex, as sex, was becoming more natural to him––in the sense that swimming is natural when you know how to swim and the situation demands it. This he owed to Bubi.
He asked himself: Do I now want to go to bed with more women and girls? Of course not, as long as I can have boys. Why do I prefer boys? Because of their shape and their voices and their smell and the way they move. And boys can be romantic. I can put them into my myth and fall in love with them. Girls can be absolutely beautiful but never romantic. In fact, their utter lack of romance is what I find most likable about them. They’re so sensible.
—Christopher and His Kind, by Christopher Isherwood (via yolodashes)