Love is selfish yet a selfless feeling.

You better not be touched by love; you are living peacefully. But if you do, you better not be left by it. Because the wounded in love is only shreds of heart scattered. Even if you manage to regain it, you will never be that peaceful person again. Such is the curse of love.

There shall be no end of love in persons’ heart and no end of tenacity in persons’ mind.

Love is all about guts. If you have it, you fight with the world. If you don’t, you fight with yourself.

Love teaches a good person to do bad and a bad person to do good.

Before I met you, my life ran on sheer amusement.
After I met you, my life ran on sheer compassion.