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Time it was And what a time it was, it was A time of innocence A time of confidences Long ago it must be I have a photograph Preserve your memories They’re all that’s left you.

Paul Simon

People talking without speaking, People listening without hearing, Sounds of Silence.
PAUL SIMON

Listening People Silence Sound Talk
You want to be a writer, don’t know how or when? Find a quiet place, use a humble pen.
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Humble Known Pen Place Quiet Writing Yourself
I like them all. They’re all pictures of me when I wrote them. I have no favorite songs.
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Myself Photograph Song Writing
If you can get humor and seriousness at the same time, you’ve created a special little thing, and that’s what I’m looking for, because if you get pompous, you lose everything.
PAUL SIMON

Creation Humor Lose Serious Time Yourself
Somewhere in a burst of glory / Sound becomes a song.
PAUL SIMON

Burst Glory Song Sound
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
It’s actually very difficult to make something both simple and good.
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Difficult Goodness Simplicity
Was a sunny day, not a cloud in the sky. Not a negative word was heard.
PAUL SIMON

Cloud Day Heard Sky Word
The abstract music is just more interesting because it doesn’t really have anything to say, but if it is good, it creates thoughts and feelings, and I enjoy that. For me, once the music creates those thoughts and feelings, I begin to write a song about it.
PAUL SIMON

Abstract Beginning Creation Interesting Music Song Writing
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

Feeling Herself Lose Love Window
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
Take two bodies and you twirl them into one, their hearts and their bones, and they won’t come undone.
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Body Bone Heart
Losing love is like a window in your heart.
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Heart Broken Lose Love Window
Anthony Heilbut has been a guide and a mentor to me. I know of no one who has the love and depth of knowledge of this extraordinary author.
PAUL SIMON

Author Guide Knowledge Mentor Myself
Far above the golden clouds, the darkness vibrates. The earth is blue. And everything about it is a love song. Everything about it.
PAUL SIMON

Cloud Darkness Earth Gold Love Song Vibration
So I’ll continue to continue to pretend my life will never end, and flowers never bend with the rainfall.
PAUL SIMON

End Flower Life Myself Pretend Rain

Time it was And what a time it was, it was A time of innocence A time of confidences Long ago it must be I have a photograph Preserve your memories They’re all that’s left you.

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