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The daughter of a legendary thief, who sewed winter coats out of stolen purses, who was a thief, pickpocket and swindler. She is the savior who came to tear my life apart. My Tamako. My Sookee.

I once thought of you as my soulmate of this lifetime. I still am.

Tell me what your story is. My story? Yes. Uh... It's a story about fighting. But... it's about romance too. Romance? She says it's about romance. What kind of story is it? Hmm... I met this man. I first met him on the street. He was crying like a fool. He couldn't find his way. 

That day, the sky was filled with lanterns. You were running on the street. There were many people, but I could only see you. I thought about the saying, looking once and remembering for 10,000 years.

Every step toward me must have been extremely difficult to take. I learned how far it must have felt only when I decided to run to him.

I know you don't love me yet. However, do not forget about me. On this day, this very moment you spent with me. Do not ever forget it. 

Just as the sword blade and handle come together to form a mighty sword, I thought we would live in love for all time.

What should I do, Father? Even now, I still think about what money is several times a day. And I think that the person who loves me most is the one who spends the most money on me. Like an old habit, I can't stop. But sometimes I sink deep into the thought of what love is, which is something I've never thought of before. Not being at the receiving end of love, but the one to give love, and creating space for that person inside me. The space grows. Then in the end I am filled with only that person. I think about this kind of listless pain. Though I try hard to be alone, I can't be alone. I think about this kind of sweet apprehension. For that person, what can I do? For that person, what can I be? Maybe not being anything, or not trying hard to be something, but rather being honest to myself, is the kind of love that I can give.

Although you can't see someone, it doesn't mean they are not with you. As long as you remember, they are not gone.

Nomoto and I have a lot of differences. Maybe that's why, when I'm Nomoto, the scenery I've been seeing looks a little different now. 

Dark clouds are temporary, since there will always be wind.

In kazakh culture, friendship or love between humans blooms from being seen... so “I like you” in kazakh is “men seni zhaksy koremin” which means “I see you clearly”.

These past three months, what did you experienced at the summer ranch? I experienced life. I loved, I lived, I got hurt, and I hurt others too.

Look at the trees and grass on the grassland. They are called useful if people eat and use them. But if no one uses them, it's perfectly fine for them to simply exist in the grassland. They are free, aren't they?

Many people who have had near-death experiences tend to give similar testimonies. They claim that before they woke up, they saw a dark tunnel.  And they report that while they were unconscious, they were reunited with their loved ones. 

The bugs are eating it alive.

I've been looking for you for so long. I'm sorry I didn't recognize you when I told you I'd find you. How did I not know it was you? You're the person I can rely on just like I did in the past. I've missed you, Hyunwoo oppa.

Do you remember how you carried me out of that hospital? Yes. I think that's when it began. Afterwards, I kept thinking about you. You're curt. You deliberately say hurtful things, and you easily go off on people. You're bad at expressing your feelings and even worse at following your heart. You don't know what women's expectations are. But I still like you.

You said you needed me, didn’t you? You said it had to be me.

Everything in this world is fate. Only love is not fate.

In this world, what is real and what is fake? All I know is that my love for Dongfang Qingcang is real. His love for me is also true ― more true than anything. And that's enough.

Xiao Lanhua, I said I would change your fate for you.

I don't want just you, I want your lifetimes.

Chen Nian, you're the first person to ask me if it hurts.

The moment you said you loved me, your love ended. And the moment your love ended, my love began.

It sure must be lonely to love the things that disappear, the moment you touch them. Lonely enough not to ever want to love them.

I can't help but wish for it... to spend more time with this man.

Whenever I call your name, I'll think of the vast universe. 

For Mom, nature, cooking, and her love for me have been her little forest. I should find my own little forest.

I didn't want it to stop. On the day you first came to me, I didn't want you to be the rain that soaks me wet only momentarily. I've prayed so hard. Do you know how I feel? I've dreamt of you every day.

I don't want to be someone who offers you an umbrella when you're stood in the rain. I'd rather be someone who stands in the rain with you.

What we have now, what should we call it? If we're not enemies, do you think we can be friends?  Why? Do you want us to be friends? No.

When I did not see you, I was chasing after our past, constantly feeling guilty and remorse. When I saw you again, I was still chasing after Wolf Boy and Lord Bo. Whether I love you or hate you, I’ve never let you go.