I don't like throwing tantrums; I rarely get angry at others. Yet, with those closest to me, I often reveal my worst side, unleashing the biggest outbursts in the most pathetic way possible.
From Never Say Goodbye: Only when frost touches your temples do I truly believe you belong to me.
Our stance on love is always wavering: sometimes we believe in it, sometimes we don't; sometimes we tell ourselves we don't need it, and other times we fear being alone. Love is such a nuisance—it is hard to hate, yet equally hard to love.
A man's hurt to a woman is not necessarily because he has fallen for someone else, but rather because he disappoints her when she has high expectations and fails to support her when she is vulnerable. — Zhang Xiaoxian
As I age, I suddenly realize how much this world resembles a foreign land. So-called 'forever' is surprisingly brief. No matter how long the companionship or how sweet the dependence, there will come a day when we must say goodbye in this mortal realm. — Zhang Xiaoxian
Why force yourself to painfully forget someone? Time naturally helps you forget. If time cannot make you forget those you shouldn't remember, what is the significance of the years we have lost?
I don't mind if someone I don't love falls for me, but I will only love the one who loves me.
Bread or love? What a vexing question that is.
When you love someone, you inevitably suffer for them, whether they are a family member or a lover. Attachment is bitter; longing is bitter; disappointment and heartbreak are bitter; unattainable desire is bitter; failing to be together is bitter; and separation in life or death is bitter. While loving, you might even hate them fiercely, wishing you would never see them again. Yet one day, looking back, you suddenly understand that this person, despite causing you much pain, was also your salvation.
In the vastness of the human world, our search for love is merely a quest for an endless embrace.
A woman's greatest achievement is not finding a home, but no longer needing to beg for a man's love.
Where there is love, there is loneliness. Loneliness is not innate; it begins the moment you fall in love with someone.
