Yesterday is a discarded check, tomorrow is a deposit that has not yet matured, and only today is the cash you can spend.
A beautiful woman is like a craft object displayed in a showcase; many people may admire her, but only one person can possess her.
Work is like a spouse; although conflicts may arise, you meet every day. Interests are like a lover; they ignite passion but cannot replace bread.
A spouse is like rough cloth clothing; it may not be beautiful, but it shields you from wind and cold. A romantic interest is like a fashion item; it feels wonderful but cannot be worn in public.
Family is like an old cotton coat; even if it causes itching, you still keep it close. Friends are like raincoats; you put them on when needed and set them aside afterwards.
Society is like a fish pond; it is full of sediment and impurities, yet a perfectly clear pond can also be somewhat terrifying. The family is like a fish tank; it requires cleaning, aeration, and careful maintenance, or life within it cannot be sustained.
From love arises anxiety; from love arises fear. If one abandons this attachment to love, there is no anxiety and no fear.
A bomb about to explode is far more terrifying than one that has already exploded.
Boasting about oneself is a self-deceiving pleasure; defaming others is a lowly act that harms oneself.
Those who covet unjust wealth are easily ruined; those who trust the unfaithful invite disaster.
The tragedy of love stems from nitpicking; the perfection of marriage is due to tolerance.
The moment you let go is the moment your worries cease.
Promises are often like butterflies, flying beautifully in circles before disappearing.
Whether happy or sad, you still live another day. It is better to live each day happily.
Success always has a method; failure always has a reason.