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And she said ‘Losing love is like a window in your heart, Everybody sees you’re blown apart, Everybody feels the wind blow.’

Paul Simon

There are two sorts of people in the world: Those who listen and those who are thinking about what they are going to say next.
PAUL SIMON

People Silence Talk Thinking
People ask how I feel about getting old. I tell them I have the same question. I’m learning as I go.
PAUL SIMON

Feeling Learning Myself Old People Question
It’s actually very difficult to make something both simple and good.
PAUL SIMON

Difficult Goodness Simplicity
No one dare disturb the sound of silence.
PAUL SIMON

Dare Disturb Oneself Silence Sound
I try to open up my heart as much as I can and keep a real keen eye out that I don’t get sentimental. I think we’re all afraid to reveal our hearts. It’s not at all in fashion.
PAUL SIMON

Emotion Fashion Heart Open Reality
The thought that life could be better is woven indelibly into our hearts and our brains.
PAUL SIMON

Better Heart Life Ourselves Thinking
Time, time, time, see what’s become of me, While I looked around, For my possibilities; I was so hard to please
PAUL SIMON

Myself Possible See Time
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy I said ‘Be careful his bowtie is really a camera’
PAUL SIMON

Camera Care Man Myself
It was the year of the Beatles, it was the year of the Stones, it was 1964.
PAUL SIMON

Age Time
Given all the facts that I’m young and I’m in good health and I’m famous – that I have talent, I have money – given all these facts, I want to know why I’m so unhappy.
PAUL SIMON

Fact Goodness Happiness Health Money Myself Young
There must be 50 ways to leave your lover.
PAUL SIMON

Break Up Leave Lover
Was a sunny day, not a cloud in the sky. Not a negative word was heard.
PAUL SIMON

Cloud Day Heard Sky Word
I would be willing to do almost anything to make Art happy. I care about our friendship. The only thing I won’t do is change the essence of my work.
PAUL SIMON

Art Essence Happiness Myself Willing Work
I don’t know what I’m going to write when I begin to write. It feels like you are walking down a path, but you can’t see around the bend and you don’t know where you are going to go, which is fun.
PAUL SIMON

Beginning Known See Writing Yourself
Nor is it strange That after changes upon changes, we are more or less the same.
PAUL SIMON

Change Same Strange
Why am I so soft in the middle when the rest of my life is so hard?
PAUL SIMON

Hard Time Life Myself Soft

And she said ‘Losing love is like a window in your heart, Everybody sees you’re blown apart, Everybody feels the wind blow.’

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And she said ‘Losing love is like a window in your heart, Everybody sees you’re blown apart, Everybody feels the wind blow.’

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