amsterdam

We're nothing more than prisoners to your desire.

Take care, take care. This city thrives! It's money gives you wings to soar. But it is a yoke on your shoulders and you would do well to take note of the bruise around your neck.

Believe it or don't believe it, Madame. But my feet are tired too. Bloody tired. Like a dead man's.

The ink was secret nectar, for Marin isn't married.

Words are water in this city. One drop of rumour could drown us.

Love your children, for they are the seeds that will make this city bloom.

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.

It's hard to argue over money when a girl flashes you her pussy.

Thank you for letting me hijack your wish', I said.'Thank you for wearing that dress which is like whoa," he said.

Never patronize your readers. That means don't talk down to them.