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.

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.

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.

Sometimes you lose a battle. But mischief always wins the war

People who produce good results feel good about themselves.

They're terrified of us Firefly, all of them are.""Well, good, " I replied, forming a tiny ball of flames in my fingertips, which were curled round the handle on the back of the bike. "They should be.

My mind, my logical, practical, reasoning mind, is peeing in his mind pants.

Clothes make me dizzy.

I'm not a nerd, I play one on TV.

May my heart always be open to little birds, who are the secrets of living. Whatever they sing is better than to know. And if men should not hear them - then men are old.

The future works out great men's destinies; The present is enough for common souls, Who, never looking forward, are indeed Mere clay wherein the footprints of their age Are petrified forever.

During the winter when the weather is too poor to work outside, I do use drawings and photographs, but I change my work so it is not just a time and place study.

I loved having my baby inside of me, but I was very happy when he was finally here.

I'm ballsy. Well, sometimes I'm ballsy.