I was born with the urge to speak. It is the thing that leaves me feeling like a puppy dog, a fool, all red-hot face and a deep wish to draw the words back in and apologies stumbling around for hours after I have transgressed. Still, I continue to speak.

— Quinn Eades, All the Beginnings: a queer autobiography of the body.

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