Becoming a father made me much more interested in the parent character in my novels. I've never found parents that interesting.

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.

She had never imagined she had the power to make someone else so happy. And not a magical power, either--a purely human one.

Human subtlety will never devise an invention more beautiful, more simple or more direct than does nature because in her inventions nothing is lacking, and nothing is superfluous.

Neither your position in society, nor power, nor dignity, nor selfishness, nor even personal promotion should enslave you

And then, despite all these concerns, Arnette felt her mind begin to loosen, the images of the day unwinding inside her like a spool of thread, pulling her down into sleep.

She was a collector of reflections looking for souls that could see deeply inside her soul.

Our grand business undoubtedly is not to see what lies dimly at a distance but to do what lies clearly at hand.

I say that I get paid to travel, and I play the shows for free.

Grief brims itself and flows away in tears.

Reach out a hand to your brother, for the unselfish look out for their fellow man.

The moderate are not usually the most sincere, for the same circumspection which makes them moderate makes them likewise retentive of what could give offence.