For the longest time, it felt kind of like my chest was cracking open, but not precisely in an unpleasant way.

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.

You ought to the read stories of how people have endured the worst situation. You will find the strength to survive life.

I was a little cross.I ask pardon. If I do get up a little temper I have no sufficient time to keep it up.

A good novel can be a doorstop to despair.

We all know what needs to be done - it's the doing it that is the challenge!

Forward, as occasion offers. Never look round to see whether any shall note it... Be satisfied with success in even the smallest matter, and think that even such a result is no trifle.

Ambition. An overmastering desire to be vilified by enemies while living and made ridiculous by friends when dead.

Fear, either as a principle or a motive, is the beginning of all evil.

It is necessary to be tolerant, in order to be tolerated.

Music is everything; without it, we [people] are nothing. We're just living vibrations of molecular tinglings, and without music we'd explode into nothing and go down a quantum hole.

Doom is dark and deeper than any sea-dingle.