Headline?" he asked. "'Swing Set Needs Home,'" I said. "'Desperately Lonely Swing Set Needs Loving Home,'" he said. "'Lonely, Vaguely Pedophilic Swing Set Seeks the Butts of Children,'" I said.

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.

A flower has no choice in where it is planted, but does have a choice in the direction it grows.

When you embrace the darkness within, you will always live in the light.

Often the devil wants to distract us from our goal, to make us passive and neutralize our actions

Maybe the price of forgetting that even in America, even in New York City, when a man back home is talking, you better listen closely.

If you're going to go through hell... I suggest you come back learning something.

True knowledge comes with deep understanding of a topic and its inner workings.

If teardrops were pennies and heartaches were gold, I'd have all the treasures my pockets could hold.

Everyone has the right to live in a great place. More importantly, everyone has the right to contribute to making the place where they already live great.

I hate brandy...it stinks of modern literature.

Natural religion supplies still all the facts which are disguised under the dogma of popular creeds. The progress of religion is steadily to its identity with morals.