Chihiro Ogino: — Haku, I promise I'll be back. Please don't die.
Rin: — What's going on here?
Kamaji: — Don't you understand? It's love.
So what if you take me somewhere else, somewhere where I don't belong, and we hide there till morning?
"If you want a friend, tame me..."
"What must I do, to tame you?" asked the little prince.
"You must be very patient," replied the fox.
"First you will sit down at a little distance from me — like that — in the grass. I shall look at you out of the corner of my eye, and you will say nothing... But you will sit a little closer to me, every day..."
I know a planet where there is a certain red-faced gentleman. He has never smelled a flower.
He has never looked at a star.
He has never loved any one.
He has never done anything in his life but add up figures.
And all day he says over and over, just like you:
'I am busy with matters of consequence!'
And that makes him swell up with pride.
But he is not a man — he is a mushroom!
When I like people immensely I never tell their names to anyone. It is like surrendering a part of them.
I am someone looking for love, real love, ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't-live-without-each-other love.
If you found someone who makes you happy by just sitting around and holding hands, then eventually all that other stuff won't matter.
The supreme happiness of life consists in the conviction that one is loved; loved for one’s own sake—let us say rather, loved in spite of one’s self.