Books are like tweets, except longer.

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.

I suppose she's right. It's like a metaphor for life: No one wants an ornery old goat, but we can't resist opening the door ayway. We can't keep from hoping.

Art invariably grows out of a period when, in general, the artist admires his own nation and wants to win its approval.

Oh, the quiet moments alone with God I sacrificed in order to cross a few things off the to-do list I worshiped.

I have had a singing teacher in L.A. for many, many years just to work on my voice as an actor.

Success is measured by your discipline and inner peace.

I have two Golden Boot awards at home. It would be nice to win another, but I wouldn't mind it if I didn't.

Been in this game one-hundred years, but I see new ways to lose 'em I never knew existed before.

In fact, in 1724 the Western world learned that women were co-creators of life that's when it was discovered that women had an egg cell.

It's not a model if it's full-scale, Tomkinson, it's an icebreaker.

Left alone with our own heads on, we can be pretty mental.