I forgive nothing. If you stole my orange crayon in the fifth grade, you're still on my hit list, buddy.

Sometimes you have to give up on people. Not because you don't care, but because they don't.

Lying is too much trouble. You have to make sure to taste each word before letting it off your tongue. I hate that. It's hard enough making people understand without lying.

Far more disturbing than any spook house at an amusement park is a ride through the old hometown if you've been away for years.

Its easy to lose sight of what you want when you think you want everything.

Salzburg... is a mountain town with a rushing river running right through the center, everything in the rain various shades of green and brown.

Most men, no matter how well or badly dressed, carry overstuffed, beat up wallets that should have been replaced years ago. Why is that? Every time I see a guy take out a wallet anywhere, it looks like a piece of old melted chocolate cake-with strings.