Nothing to be gained by worrying between now and then.

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.

Because when you love something, you want to do it all the time, even if no one is paying you for it. At least that's how I felt about drawing.

You will find what you are looking for when you realize God has placed those longings in your heart as a divine desire

The issue with international institutions is that there is a crisis of legitimacy. Trust in these institutions is a serious problem.

There are two things that I cannot live without: music and books. Caffeine isn't dignified enough to qualify.

aren't you, uh... reproducing? "sure, we love reproducing it's one of our favorite things.

Your priorities, passions, goals, and fears are shown clearly in the flow of your money.

Above all, do not talk yourself out of good ideas by trying to expound them at haphazard meetings.

The beginning and almost the end of all good law is that everyone shall work for their bread and receive good bread for their work.

The habit of attending to small things and of appreciating small courtesies is one of the important marks of a good person.

Let the credulous and the vulgar continue to believe that all mental woes can be cured by a daily application of old Greek myths to their private parts.