Did I help you to a fate you didn't want?

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.

Words that you use determine and control what happens in life.

Don’t kill yourself when your scorching sun intensifies

The truth is that we live in a world that diminishes possibilities.

Don't threaten me with love, baby. Let's just go walking in the rain.

Poets... are literal-minded men who will squeeze a word till it hurts.

Public school system status quo is indefensible.

I would never know how that person felt when they first heard my song. They coulda been at rock bottom and my song could have literally been the thing that saved them, but I would never know that.

They’re always like, 'That’s not what happened in the books, so the show’s really bad now.' But really, they just feel insecure because they’re used to knowing what’s coming next.

I am the pedophiles dream, a messianic Peter Pan.

Always carry a notebook. And I mean always. The short-term memory only retains information for three minutes; unless it is committed to paper you can lose an idea for ever.