And then I was asleep. That deep, can-still-taste-her-in-my-mouth sleep, that sleep that is not particularly restful but difficult to wake up from all the same.

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.

Everything is talking to you. If you have a listening heart, you will be able to hear it.

Be slow of tongue and quick of eye.

Gift ain't what you take by effort, as swag ain't what you worthy have.

Knowledge is the small part of ignorance that we arrange and classify.

I'm fascinated by almost any mythology that I can get my hands on...

The main insight learned from interdisciplinary studies is the return to specialization

You hear doom and gloom about the Internet ruining young people's command of English - that's nonsense.

It's interesting to think about how the book changed us.

O Sacrament of Love! O sign of Unity! O bond of Charity! He who would have Life finds here indeed a Life to live in and a Life to live by.

It took awhile for me to get used to speaking candidly about my own life. I got into it, and it turned out to be a wonderful experience.