What matters to you defines your 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.

I am also an author. Please check out my novel, A Life Worth Dreaming About.

She actually isn't so bad, now that I'm getting to know her. She's just a little messy on the outside. But aren't we all?

There aren't many things that are universally cool, and it's cool not to litter. I'd never do it.

Music is at once the product of feeling and knowledge.

We took the Bible and prayer out of public schools, now we're having weekly shootings practically.

I think social media has allowed the players to be able to say things that maybe didn't come out right the first time and say what they really meant. I think that it keeps people fair and honest.

Embracing the torture, as I'm assaulted by my own thoughts. Like a locust giving birth to earworms. Eeeeew!

My father had to go to work, I used to think he was a jerk. I didn't know his heart was broken, and not another word was spoken.

The smoke and the fire and the speed, the action and the sound, and everything that goes together, [the steam engine] is the most beautiful machine that we ever made, there's just nothing like it.

People talk about "job creation," as if that had ever been the aim the industrial economy. The aim was to replace people with machines.