Nothing was happening, really, but the moment was thick with mattering

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.

We see that the vast majority of our suffering is needless, and simply arises from the misidentification with our thinking mind.

You can't have a wrong mentality about life and expect that you will see the bright side of life.

When it comes to fighting for your rights don't fold hands but turn them into fists.

We love the flexibility that print and digital formats give us, and diving deep on a print feature can be one step in a longer project that generates a lot of digital stories.

Artificial intelligence has the same relation to intelligence as artificial flowers have to flowers.

I tried to pay some small tribute to A Man and a Woman (1966) with the recurring musical theme.

Science never makes things that do not have to do with what we feel, by which I mean what we want and what we fear.

The beautiful rests on the foundations of the necessary.

Back at his chair he cannot remember what he was reading. He feels the books beside him to find the one that is warm.

If you study your own struggles, the struggles of others, even in movies or novels you'll see the root of all their suffering is always attachments