The closer the relationship, the deeper the scars run.
Strength alone does not ensure victory.
There’s a saying… Wouldn’t the sound of clapping be made only when two hands meet?
The finest sword in all the land is only as good as the hand that wields it.
You think just because you memorized a few lines from a psych book, you already know everything?
A legendary goalkeeper once said, “Don’t try to block a ball that cannot be blocked”. How cool is that? That’s the same for any emotional scars. If you can’t prevent them, then don’t try to prevent them at all. You can’t play soccer with a goalkeeper alone. It’s okay for you to ask for help from other players.
Women are like onions. No matter how many layers you peel off, there’s just no end to them.
How do you think any of the relationships in the world begin? Someone has to confess their feelings first.
To someone, love is like a medal or like a trophy, the result of a victory, to boast of. And to someone, love is endlessly waiting for their loved one. A truthful and sincere curse. To that woman, love is a secret she cannot allow to be exposed, not even to herself.
They say people are like that. When they see someone who’s in a better place than themselves, it’s not that they have the thought saying: “I want to be there, too”. It’s the thought that says: “You should come down to the trenches I’m stuck in”.
That woman believes fate is a string that quietly connects her heart to another’s. She thinks that that invisible string is what allows people to feel and understand each other, even with the smallest vibration.That woman feels uneasy when one heart suddenly gets mixed together with lots of different ones. So, Fate, please – don’t pull my heart so hard…
Truth is something that appears like a sweet piece of candy or chocolate when its outer wrapping is peeled off.Just like skin is needed to protect the blood and flesh underneath, a lie is needed in order to protect the truth.
Time waits for no one.
People who think that happiness is something that’s always within their reach, I wonder how happy they must really be? That woman always gets nervous when she finds herself to be too happy. To that woman, happiness is like a blow bubbles we used to play with when we were little. The moment she touches the bubbles carrying the light of rainbow around her, they burst. In front of happiness, that woman gives up before even reaching out her hand.
It’s my first love that’s come to an end. Just because I got the ticket first, it’s not like I can declare that it’s my seat.