Cold one day, sweet the next; irresistibly flirty one moment, resistibly obnoxious the next.

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.

The smartest fish are still in the sea.

The most important thing that parents can teach their children is how to get along without them.

The on and off switches of your success and happiness lie in your mind.

God pays but not weekly wages.

Architecture is not merely national but clearly has local ties in that it is rooted in the earth.

I just hitch up my girdle and let 'er fly.

O Come, O Come, Emmanuel, come forth from deep within me with Christmas luminous beauty.

To get the stuff out of you, especially if what you're dealing with is yourself, requires you to open up and touch tender spots. You have to be anesthetized a little bit.

The great and merciful surprise is that we come to God, not by doing it right, but by doing it wrong.

I'm convinced that FEAR is at the root, of all bad writing