Anything that raises any internal honesty about gay life is inherently suspect.
I don’t quite know how the urban music category came about, but I suspect it had something to do with trying to maximise sales.
I suspect I was not the first 21-year-old who thought he knew more than he did. And one of the virtues of age, one of the virtues of getting married and becoming a father, is it often leads one to take a more measured approach to life.
Secular humanists suspect there is something more gloriously human about resisting the religious impulse; about accepting the cold truth, even if that truth is only that the universe is as indifferent to us as we are to it.
You always notice a facelift on a woman. It’s a tightness around the ears, and the scar is usually inside the ears. If I suspect it’s been done, I usually move around until I can see it. But with a man, it actually pulls your beard and your sideburns back, and that’s what’s so strange.
There is no rule more invariable than that we are paid for our suspicions by finding what we suspect.
There was never any point in my life when I wasn’t called Mr. Donen. I’m told my first words were, ‘Call me Mr. Donen.’ But I suspect that’s apocryphal. My mother, Mrs. Donen, tended to exaggerate.
I received a call from America after finishing ‘Suspect’, and I told them that I would go to America if things are ready.
