Augustus Waters died eight days after his prefuneral, at Memorial, in the ICU, when the cancer, which was made of him, finally stopped his heart, which was also made of him.

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.

...sin is often the attempt to meet a legitimate need in an illegitimate way.

Funny thing, employment. If you keep doing it, you keep getting paid.

A personal journey is part of the generational relay. Live your legacy then pass it on.

I grew up in a time when being a musician and learning to be a musician was actually very wonderful.

The best way to boycott is to build your own

You have to know why you get up every morning.

The disembodied being stays in the same state of mind that it was in when it was embodied, unless it does something to change that while it is out of the body.

Great books conserve time.

We are, all of us, poor wretches, and those who prefer not to understand this are even worse off than the rest of us.

The stardom thing happened and now I'm trying to make a comeback, if you want to call it that.