If You're Gonna Be Two-faced At Least

I Would Have Told Her Then She Was The Only Thing That I Could Love In This Dying World But The Simple Word "love" Itself Already Died And Went Away.

You Might As Well Make Yourself Fly As To Make Yourself Love.

Love And Work Are The Only Two Real Things In Our Lives. They Belong Together, Otherwise It Is Off. Work Is In Itself A Form Of Love.

In Fact, My Popularity Seems Almost Entirely A Masculine Phenomenon.

I Have Feelings Too. I Am Still Human. All I Want Is To Be Loved, For Myself And For My Talent.