Need is never a good basis for any relationship.

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.

I have concluded that the more we seek the Lord, with a passion for His worthiness, the more we are gripped with our neediness. Adoration cultivates desperation.

Delusional or not, maybe if I believe in a better world with enough conviction, and convince others to believe it as well, then it will be real.

The logic of the world is prior to all truth and falsehood.

A good man will avoid the spot of any sin. The very aspersion is grievous, which makes him choose his way in his life, as he would in his journey.

I have surrounded myself with very smart people.

My first show was when I was a high school freshman, but it was at the junior class dance. My older friend and bandmate booked it.

You have to come up in the world before it's worthwhile for those worth less to put you down.

But for what purpose was the earth formed?" asked Candide. "To drive us mad," replied Martin.

Men of gravity are intellectual stammerers, whose thoughts move slowly.