- Only the fools get hurt. Only the fools let someone enter their lives, change it like it’s his own place, and get into their head and heart...
- Then we are all a bunch of fools.
- Yeah...What’s the point of being in love? Eventually, it ends. And we end with it. So, what’s the point?! I mean, what’s so freaking great about love, that we let ourselves get trapped, time after time?
- What’s the point of NOT being in love? What about the others? What do they have? The non-fools.
- They’re no less fools themselves. They’re just as miserable.