Love is an immortal wound that cannot be closed up. A person loses something, a part of her soul, when she loves someone. And she goes about looking for that lost part of her soul, for she knows that otherwise… — Lin Yutang Copy Share Image
There are no books in this world that everybody must read, but only books that a person must read at a certain time in… — Lin Yutang Copy Share Image
And if the reader has no taste for what he reads, all the time is wasted — Lin Yutang Copy Share Image
“Much as I like reasonable persons, I hate completely rational beings. For that reason, I am always scared and ill at ease when I… — Lin Yutang Copy Share Image
The best that we can hope for in this life is that we shall not have sons and grandsons of whom we need to… — Lin Yutang Copy Share Image
By association with nature's enormities, a man's heart may truly grow big also. — Lin Yutang Copy Share Image
Now it is characteristic of play that one plays without reason and there must be no reason for it. Play is its own good… — Lin Yutang Copy Share Image
I like spring, but it is too young. I like summer, but it is too proud. So I like best of all autumn, because its leaves are a little yellow, its tone mellower, its colours richer, and it is tinged a little with sorrow and a premonition of death. Its golden richness speaks not of the innocence of spring, nor… — Lin Yutang Copy Share
Hope is like a road in the country; there was never a road, but when many people walk on it, the road comes into… — Lin Yutang Copy Share Image
Is it not tragic, for example, that while in the last World War almost everyone believed it was the war to end all wars and wanted to make it so, now in this Second World War almost no writer that I have read dares even suggest that this is the war to end all wars, or act on that belief?… — Lin Yutang Copy Share
