“If I make a fool of myself, who cares? I'm not frightened by anyone's perception of me.”

“I’m not trying to frighten you, but only a fool makes predictions based on ignorance; I am not that sort of fool.”

“Such craziness [in not believing in God] makes me want to throw up my hands in despair, and then wash them of anything to do with atheism. But I can't. Compassion won't let me. I thank God for the love and concern that He places in those who trust Him. Without it, I'm not sure I would even care about the salvation of anyone but myself and my immediate family and friends.”

“I just don't hear anyone else making the music I'm making in my head, so I'll have to do it myself.”

“I am jealous of anyone who can make other people care so much.”

“Anyone who makes up their mind about an issue before they hear the issue is a fool.”

“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.”

“I really want to improve myself and better myself, not just for me, but for anyone that looks up to me or anyone that's influenced by me.”

“And only God who makes the tree
Also makes the fools like me. But only fools like me, you see,
Can make a God, who makes a tree.”

“I’ve made myself a rich man. You shouldn’t assume that makes me a fool.”