I feel compassionate, because I know [students] all have to go down this road of suffering and it's going to be tough.
Take eloquence and wring its neck.
I am the Empire at the end of the decadence.
I love this word decadence, all shimmering in purple and gold. It suggests the subtle thoughts of ultimate civilization, a high literary culture, a soul capable of intense pleasures. It throws off bursts of fire and the sparkle of precious stones. It is redolent of the rouge of courtesans, the games of the circus, the panting of the gladiators, the spring of wild beasts, the consuming in flames of races exhausted by their capacity for sensation, as the tramp of an invading army sounds.
Here are fruits, flowers, leaves and branches, and here is my heart which beats only for you.
Music before all else, and for that choose the irregular, which is vaguer and melts better into the air.
Tears fall in my heart like the rain on the town.
Hyun Joong brother always prays SS501 WILL BE FOREVER ONE so we always try our best to make our performances cool.
Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!
Stop setting goals. Goals are pure fantasy unless you have a specific plan to achieve them.
There is a kink in my damned brain that prevents me from thinking as other people think.