For she had embodied the Great Perhaps--she had proved to me that it was worth it to leave behind my minor life for grander maybes, and now she was gone and with her my faith in perhaps.

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.

Let go of all the negative thoughts. Fill your mind with positive thoughts.

Grilling outside with my parents at the Jersey shore. We would grill lobster and corn in the summer.

Yesterday in Egypt, archaeologists discovered the burial site for the 50 children of Ramses II...Fifty children! What I want to know is, who decided to name a condom after this guy?

This is certain, that a man that studieth revenge keeps his wounds green, which otherwise would heal and do well.

It's hard to take your life so seriously when you can see it all at once.

Just kidding, I've been very athletic all my life.

Stinky says women should be obscene but not heard.

Marriage, like money, is still with us; and, like money, progressively devalued.

If you want to be more alive, love is the truest health.

The unit of the poet is the word, the unit of the prose writer is the sentence.