We don’t know what kind of people we truly are until the moment before our deaths. As death comes to embrace you, you will realize what you are. That’s what death is...
The moment that I met you, the pink color of the cherry blossoms became deeper, the sky was bluer, and a red flower bloomed in my heart... I wonder if that's what they call love...?
The one who uses others is too proud to think that they themselves are being used.
The main condition for setting up a proud man is...
A lure from which he would die, but he will not refuse!