You were clearly not doing your part in the clover search, perv.

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.

Think of what starlight And lamplight would lack Diamonds and fireflies If they couldn’t lean against Black. . . .

There it was, Eve supposed. There was the answer to why people got tangled up with people. Because when you were down, when you were wallowing, someone you mattered to would ask if you were okay.

Words cannot explain the bruise that festers into a river that runs deep filled with pain n sorrows which only the visible can cure

If the soul is left in darkness, sins will be committed. The guilty one is not he who commits the sin, but the one who causes the darkness. (Monseigneur Bienvenu in _Les Miserables_)

As the saying goes, when you're a hammer, everything looks like a nail.

Those who enjoy the emotion of hating are much like the groups who sate their thirst for blood by hunting and hounding to death helpless animals as an outlet for their emotions.

When people say you can't do it - that it's impossible - never lose hope. Just because they couldn't doesn't mean you can't.

Right now my taste is going more for things that are organic where the people are using all the sonic possibilities in interesting ways.

For seven years I did very little theatre, and I have to make up some time.

You know, you're a classic example of the inverse ratio between the size of the mouth and the size of the brain.