Just move to the Internet, its great here. We get to live inside where the weather is always awesome.

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.

Golden Arches' are the gateway to the afterlife.

The old Televisions had an off switch.

Apart from my children, spending time with refugees was the greatest gift... the greatest life lesson I could ever receive.

Most do violence to their natural aptitude, and thus attain superiority in nothing.

How long would it take a school-inspector of average activity to tumble head over heels from London toYork?

You can give of your talent, you can give of your possessions, or you can give of yourself. For God's sake, give something.

You know what I'm talking about. This business has changed. Flyers aren't pilots anymore, they're engineers. This is a college man's game. Our work is done. The pioneering is over.

freedom is anathema to dreams nurtured in captivity.

There is a fine line between optimism and delusion. I cross it often.

true love never says goodbye