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Dedicated to the memory of
Quentin Crisp


I have no private life.

Among the men who interviewed me in Northern Ireland was a Mr. Rafferty. When I returned to England after my first visit to New York, we met again. This time, on the Mohammed principle, he came to Britain for the purpose of preparing a radio program on the invasion of privacy. He wished to start this project with me because he judged that my opinions on the subject would be the most extreme.

He was right. What is privacy for if not for invading.

By now, I am happy to say, I have no private life. I want none. Like most people who are not quintuplet's, I started out with one but, a little at a time, I have divested myself of it as a traveler abandons superfluous luggage when he sees that the night is coming and his destination is still a long way off.

For me every performance is a small essay in self-revelation. At the end of it, whoever is seated in front of me knows me as well as people whom I have met on and off throughout the years. . .If being in love involves laying bare one's body and soul to one person, then I am in love with the whole world and my whole life is a slow and often interrupted wooing of the human race.




“Masturbation is not only an expression of self-regard: it is also the natural emotional outlet of those who, before anything has reared its ugly head, have already accepted as inevitable the wide gulf between their real futures and the expectations of their fantasies. - Quentin Crisp