And even though he felt pitiful and ridiculous, he didn't want it to end, because he knew the absence of her would hurt more than any breakup ever could.

Some tourists think Amsterdam is a city of sin, but in truth it is a city of freedom. And in freedom, most people find sin.

Amsterdam is like the rings of a tree: It gets older as you get closer to the center.

I feel like crying, so I must be crying, but it's impossible to tell because I'm underwater.

...And in freedom, most people find sin.

So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane.

A taste so profound and complex that it can't even be compared to other tastes, only to emotions. Cheesy waffles, I was thinking, tastes like love without the fear of love's dissolution.

My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations.

The only way out of the labyrinth of suffering is to forgive.

All those paper people living in their paper houses, burning the future to stay warm.

I would always love Alaska Young, my crooked neighbor, with all my crooked heart.

There is nothing inhuman, evil, or irrational which does not give some comfort, provided it is shared by a group.

Sufism is the doing in this lifetime what any fool will be doing in then thousand years’ time.

The genuine values in America arose from rational thought and breaking with tradition, not from blind allegiance to dirt and cloth.

It is a great piece of skill to know how to guide your luck even while waiting for it.

When you don't follow your nature there is a hole in the universe where you were supposed to be.

The law of the heart is thus the same as the law of muscular tissue generally, that the energy of contraction, however measured, is a function of the length of the muscle fibre.

Air warfare is a shot through the brain, not a hacking to pieces of the enemy's body.

How would I treat a girl if she was my girlfriend? I'm a really affectionate person and I like being a gentleman.

My family runs a little art gallery back in Cornwall, so flashy cars and things like that have never really been particularly interesting to me.

There's no going back. So we might as well get on with things.