As a reader, I don't feel a story has an obligation to make me happy. I want stories to show me a bigger world than the one I know.

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.

Choosing the wrong way makes us feel different and ensured you to take right decision

Your destiny - by hook or crook, by this way or that, at some corner or nook - will catch up with you.

don't let what other people think, stop you from doing the things you love

In measuring a circle, one begins anywhere.

Assaile who will, the valiant attends.

There's no cream that can fix you if you're not beautiful on the inside.

Dolls are safe companions.

I think we need to recover the depth, the subtlety, the generosity of imagination, the respect for wisdom that so marked Islam in its great ages.

I'd like to open an animal orphanage in Kenya. I do a lot of work for Born Free.

Can there be any happiness greater than the happiness of salvation?