It´s a metaphor: you see, you put the killing thing right between your teeth, you just don't give it the power to do it's killing.

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.

Before you save the world, make sure your own house is in order.

If everything is done for me... how will I ever learn?

As any avid reader knew, a good read deserved a good seat.

I don't need someone with a hot body. He can be fat or overweight and have a belly. It's very much about style and substance and humor, interest, curiosity and really being smart.

The scratches in Yoko Ono records are moments of relief.

Friendships can survive after massive disappointment, but only if both parties are honest with one another.

You grimy as birds shittin' on the top of ya Fords.

To give a body and a perfect form to one's thought, this - and only this - is to be an artist.

Something about the way you looked at me made me think for a moment that maybe we were meant to be .

I'm a long way from Ike Turner.