The pain you want to make me is your proof of my love.
I don't want you to have a minute of regret because you are with me.
True love always makes people beautiful.
It must have been our past lives, or we must have enjoyed great happiness in the afterlife, so God has made us suffer all kinds of grief and suffering in this life.
It was April, and the weather was clear and sunny, and the grave was no longer as gloomy and desolate as it was in winter.
How greedy others are, how selfless she is.
They are natural things, but they have to work hard on me. My nervous laughter was almost like crying, but they believed it.
It is a great mistake for any woman to have a good heart than a purse.
My only requirement is your unswerving love. Even if I have no horses, no shawls, no diamonds, you will love me as well.
True love always makes people beautiful, no matter what kind of woman it is that inspires this kind of love.
Only by satisfying their lover's small vanities in daily life can they consolidate their love for them.
I couldn't help but admit that what she had said to me was reasonable; however, my sincere love for Marguerite hardly matched it.
When a man has no love, he has to be content with vanity. Once he has love, vanity becomes worthless.
In the grave, maggots gnaw at my beloved, and now she is no longer alive, and now she has long been dead.
Perhaps living in your heart is the best place, where others can not see, so that we can not despise the love.
She is a sinner when she is alive, but she will die as a Christian.
We are so weak and so pathetic.
No redemption, where is the atonement.
The more sophisticated the lives of these women are, the more silent they are after death. They are just like some stars, which are as dim as falling and rising.
Life is but the repeated fulfillment of a constant desire, and the soul is but the chaste who keeps the flame of love alive.
Anyone I meet, even if I don't know, I like them.
If a woman has a little self-esteem, she should endure all possible sacrifices and never ask for money like her lover, otherwise her love will be like prostitution.
If a man knows the value of tears, he will be more lovable.
If you like, let's leave. Let's go on a trip.
Indeed, sometimes what happens in one minute is more effective than the pursuit of one year.
When they want to satisfy their vanity, the first thing they think of is us, but they think us worse than anyone else.
Only a truly virginal woman can have genuine purity.
All wise and wise people strive towards the same goal, and all great will abide by the same principle: we must be kind, we must maintain youth, we must be sincere!
Sometimes we are for something, sometimes for another thing. Some people throw away their fortunes for us, but get nothing. Others get us with a bunch of flowers.
The child is young, but he is the future adult; the head is narrow, but it contains infinite thoughts; the eye is only a little big, but it can see the vast world.
To win a heart that has never been in love is to enter an undefended city.
This man's second and last love has become a burden on all your career. It is not conducive to your family, but also makes you lose your ambition.
I had to remind myself from time to time that I had no more right to ask her for anything.
If one's body and mind are in love with one month like this, there will be only one shell left.
It is always difficult to understand the pain of others and comfort them.
Then she smiled at me, but reluctantly, because she could not help crying.
She may have given you her youth, but you have forgotten her.
God was kind enough not to punish her as usual, but to let her perish in beauty and luxury, knowing that old age was the first death of a communicative flower.
And let's forget together, you forget a name you shouldn't care about, I forget an impossible happiness.
The thrill of the tall poplar and the whispering of the willow trees kept the river on its way to sleep.
You teach me how to love, and I should teach you how to live.
I felt the need to be obsessed with something to kill time, to make time go by so fast that I couldn't detect the passage of time.
I love you simple and love you more luxurious.
But you don't know how thin a thread holds the love of a girl like me in your heart.
Life sometimes demands cruel demands on the mind, but it must be adversity.
Children are young, but they are adults of the future; brains are narrow, but they contain infinite thoughts; eyes are not a little big, but they can see the vast world.
Because we are carefree, especially when we love each other, we see bright prospects.
Marguerite lived a passionate and indulgent life, but her face was virgin and even childish, which puzzled us.
You love me, I believe it completely, but you don't know how fragile love is for a woman like me.
Apart from your insult as evidence that you have always loved me, it seems to me that the more you torture me, the more sublime I will be in your eyes when you know the truth.