· When you love, there's no such thing as loving a little, but loving all the way. Love may not ask you to give up your life, but it will require lots of sacrifices.

Definitely. But not many people see d point of sacrificing but expect so much out of love. Tgs dont work out tat way. U get as much as u give. God's fair, alright.

· Your first love is not always your truest love.

Perhaps so, but it is definitely a special chapter in life. u will never forget d moment of happiness. N somehow, it becomes a benchmark for me in love. I noe it may not be fair but tats how i do it.

· In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: It goes on.

Yeap. Whether u wana accept d tgs along d road, it's either sooner or later.

· When I saw how much pain love could bring I felt sorry for those in love, when I saw how much joy love could bring I envied those in love.

How nice to have tgs going our way at all times, but i guess d slopes of life r present as learning points n they are essential.

· Love can only be what you want it to be.

N if it's not how i want it to be, means it's not love?

· Hate is the only love that has missed it's way.

So, is there a chance of getting back on d right track? Or perhaps it's just not meant to be.

· For awhile I thought I would never love or hate anyone, but I have come to realize I have loved and hated the same person.

Ya Allah. Help is needed. If tis is reli happening, wat does it mean? How did i ever get into tis state? Perhaps, from too much tinking. Or maybe, it's fate. Good or bad?

Once you love, you cannot take it back, cannot undo it. What you felt may have changed, shifted slightly, yet still remains love.

Love will always be love.

· You were my strength when I was weak, you were my voice when I couldn't speak, you were my eyes when I couldn't see; you saw the best there was in me.

But all tis are in past tense! Why?!

Life can only be understood backwards, but it must be lived forwards.

N tats where d tinking box comes in. D importance of a working brain.

Love may be magic, but remember, magic can also be an illusion.

So, love is an illusion?

Never love unless you can bear with all the faults of man.

I tried my very best but I cant bear with them! It's impossible clapping with a single hand, u noe. Wat do i do? Stay away from love?

Love is like a tree in the four seasons of change. It can either bloom or blossom into a warm, loving relationship, or it can slowly turn, fade, and die, and grow unbearably bitter and cold.

Tats why im thankful im in singapore. To avoid as many distractions.

No man is worth a woman's tears; the only one who is, will never make her cry.

No man.