Once you think a thought, it is extremely difficult to unthink it.

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.

Never run from the enemy, tackle them

. . . for not an orphan in the wide world can be so deserted as the child who is an outcast from a living parent's love.

People who truly serve God embrace light, they fall in love with light, and they proclaim light, they fight with light.

The way to live well is to feel intensely.

I wonder, though…what would it be like? To be that close to a boy and have him see all of you, no holding back.

I have been wrong and Simon Magus has been right.

we are slaves to the cost of living.

I don't want [to work] people who agree with me. I want honest, spirited, hard-working, patriotic people who want to be part of a team, the American team.

I learned not to depend on other people. I needed support, but it's you who has to go out and deliver.

The whole of nature is a conjugation of the verb to eat, in the active and passive.