By Sharing Something, I Realized That I'm

My Aim Is To Understand Love. I Know How Alive I Felt When I Was In Love, And I Know That Everything I Have Now, However Interesting It Might Seem, Doesn't Really Excite Me. But Love Is A Terrible Thing: I've Seen My Girlfriends Suffer And I Don't Want The Same Thing To Happen To Me. [...] Although My Aim Is To Understand Love, And Although I Suffer To Think Of People To Whom I Gave My Heart, I See That Those Who Touched My Heart Failed To Arouse My Body, And That Those Who Aroused My Body Failed To Touch My Heart.

Suffering Comes From Desire, Not From Pain.

Love Is Looking At The Same Mountains From Different Angles.

He Had To Choose Between Something He Had Become Accustomed To And Something He Wanted To Have.

No One Can Hit Their Target With Their Eyes Closed.