Don't try to enter my heart, I'm afraid you'll freeze to death inside.

Words that sound sweet shouldn't be taken seriously, and they shouldn't be remembered.

Things change, and everything fades away; when you want to speak, tears flow first.

There are always some lingering regrets—old wounds like scars—the more you don't touch them, the more subtly the pain persists.

People never know when a casual goodbye will be the last, truly final one.

I'm exhausted, but I don't know where the tiredness comes from. I'm annoyed, but I don't know what I'm annoyed about. I want to say something, but I can't speak.

What's gone, isn't who I once was, but who we once were.

From now on, we're done. I allow you to smoke a pack of cigarettes a day, and you can have fresh flowers every day with a young woman by your side.

Laughing can get you through things. Why make them a matter of public knowledge?

Every place you can enter, except the one you can enter within your heart; all books can be understood, except the one you can't understand – your heart.

I'm afraid not of you not loving me, but of you loving me, then not loving me afterward, while I still do.

I try to live quietly in this family, but I'm still rejected.

There's only one thing we're very good at—we don't contact each other, and neither do you.

I'm tired of lies that don't need to be woven; there's only cold indifference left.

I can pretend to be happy, but I can't pretend not to love you.

Let's not make a big deal out of it. A good-natured laugh can make things disappear.