In every romance, devote yourself wholeheartedly; even if you've been hurt, do not hold back. Be wise but not calculating, so that you leave no regrets when it ends.
The opposite of love is not hate, but indifference. If you hate someone, it means you still care.
True love inspires and awakens the dormant strength and hidden talents within a person.
The wine of love is both sweet and bitter. For two, it is nectar; for three, it is vinegar; for those who drink recklessly, it is poison.
In the attempt not to let anyone down, one often ends up letting themselves down.
Even a thousand "I love yous" can be ended by a single "breakup." This is the nature of love.
Being loved is not necessarily happiness; to love is true happiness.
It takes only a minute to meet someone, an hour to like them, and a day to love them, but a lifetime may be needed to forget them.
What does it mean to love someone? It means being happy for their happiness, doing everything to make them even happier, and finding joy in doing so.
Love is not sweet words under a shady tree, nor secret whispers in a peach blossom spring, nor soft tears, and certainly not forced coercion; love is built on a common foundation.
Mature love does not easily show respect and loyalty; its voice is low, humble, yielding, and waiting.
If there is a beginning without an end, I still hope to have met you, even if I only realize at the end that you bloomed on a distant shore beyond my reach. The flavor of that realization is nothing compared to your presence in my life.
Why suffer so much to forget someone? Time will naturally take them away. If time cannot make us forget those we shouldn't remember, what meaning do our lost years have?
Some say one should marry someone they like, while others say one should marry someone who likes them. Both are incomplete. If a lover doesn't like you, what is there to love? If you don't like your spouse, how can you spend a lifetime together?
How beautiful, yet how fleeting, is the moment a meteor streaks across the sky! But only the vast sky knows the pain within that beauty, for it lacks the power to hold onto such a brief, beautiful star. A meteor is only a temporary possession; only the constant stars are the eternal beauty of the sky.
The arising and vanishing of fate, whether thick or thin, is beyond our control. All we can do is cherish the brief moments when destiny brings us together.
Love needs substance, just as a roaring fire needs oil to sustain it; love is the harmonious blending of two similar natures in an infinite sense of feeling.
The sun belongs to the sky, and the pine tree belongs to the mountain. Love is a position—a place that suits you—which makes you feel secure and sweet.
Love without marriage is as fragile as bubbles; marriage without love is as tedious as plain water.
Life is a landscape, and love is a bouquet. Without flowers, the landscape lacks splendor; without love, life easily becomes a desolate land.
