Let your love be like drizzle: it comes softly, but still swells the river.
Love is just like rice -- plant it elsewhere and it grows.
Love is like young rice: transplanted, still it grows.
A cat likes to eat fresh fish but it will not go into the water.
He who wishes to barter, does not like his belongings.
The belly is like a judge that is silent yet still asks questions.
He who has travelled alone can tell what he likes.
Eat whatever you like, but dress as others do.
An apple-pie without some cheese is like a kiss without a squeeze.
Talking without thinking is like shooting without taking aim.
Women are like raindrops: some fall on palaces, others on ricefields.
She moved like a poem and smiled like a sphinx.
Ariel laughed and now her goose bumps had goose bumps.
It's just... You sound like lorde. But like, with maple syrup.
We’re as likely to hurt the universe as we are to help it, and we’re not likely to do either.
I like the way he danced. And then I like the way we danced together.
My insides feel like they are crumbling like a towering JENGA game. I lose.
Like a sparrow in its flitting, like a swallow in its flying, a curse that is causeless does not alight.
If you want to be treated like a mother, act like one.
A brick could be used like love. But not my love, because my love is more like a blanket.
I feel like women are asked their age more than men.
