Dying is the last thing I would EVER do!

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.

THERE is no frigate like a book/ To take us lands away...

It is certainly impossible to lose respect if you lose out of some stupid discussions.

Some things are just perfect, even when they don't make any sense

Child of God, you cost Christ too much for him to forget you.

There is no defence against reproach, but obscurity; it is a kind of concomitant to greatness, as satires and invectives were an essential part of a Roman triumph.

I really love my stylists, they really get what I like.

I know what it feels like to carry a lot of weight in a society that's very image-conscious. It's a thin person's world, and we try to navigate within it without being made fun of.

Sometimes a good feeling from inside is worth much more than a beautician.

Nature is made to conspire with spirit to emancipate us.

When in Rome, you must do as the Romans do and accept the local customs, if they are not immoral.