“Tell me then, does love make one a fool or do only fools fall in love?”
“I made such a fool of myself,” she lamented.“Love does not make you a fool.”“He didn’t love me back.”“That does not make you a fool, either.”“Just tell me …” Her voice cracked. “When does it stop hurting?”“Sometimes never.”
“Why do fools fall in love? I'll tell you why, because everybody else has simply got too much else to do.”
“Falling in love is easy. Fools fall in love all the time. Staying in love is the test of time and the gift you give to one another daily….”
“Her only fault is that she lacks sense enough to avoid falling in love with such a fool as I!”
“The question is not why fools fall in love. It is expected of them. When "smart" people fall in love - that's the problem.”