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And you read your emily dickinson, And I my robert frost. And we note our place with bookmarkers That measure what we’ve lost.

Paul Simon

The more I get to thinking, the less I tend to laugh.
PAUL SIMON

Laughter Myself Thinking
Was a sunny day, not a cloud in the sky. Not a negative word was heard.
PAUL SIMON

Cloud Day Heard Sky Word
I was eating in a Chinese restaurant downtown. There was a dish called Mother and Child Reunion. It’s chicken and eggs. And I said, I gotta use that one.
PAUL SIMON

Eat Food Inspiration Myself
Music is sometimes the only benign avenue of communication between antagonists.
PAUL SIMON

Avenue Communication Music
Believing I had supernatural powers, I slammed into a brick wall.
PAUL SIMON

Believe Brick Myself Natural Power Wall
No one dare disturb the sound of silence.
PAUL SIMON

Dare Disturb Oneself Silence Sound
We had many more points of agreement than we had points of difference, but we did differ, and the bigger we got, the more insistent we got that each one of us should have his way.
PAUL SIMON

Agreement Difference Oneself Point Way
Somewhere in a burst of glory / Sound becomes a song.
PAUL SIMON

Burst Glory Song Sound
Faith is an island in the setting sun, But proof is the bottom line for everyone.
PAUL SIMON

Evidence Faith Hope Line Sun
Maybe I think too much for my own good.
PAUL SIMON

Goodness Myself Thinking
We’ve survived by believing our life is going to get better.
PAUL SIMON

Believe Better Hope Life Survive
It was the year of the Beatles, it was the year of the Stones, it was 1964.
PAUL SIMON

Age Time
She said a good day ain’t got no rain She said a bad day is when I lie in the bed And I think of things that might have been.
PAUL SIMON

Bad Day Goodness Myself Rain Thinking
The thought that life could be better is woven indelibly into our hearts and our brains.
PAUL SIMON

Better Heart Life Ourselves Thinking
The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls and tenements halls and whispered in the sounds of silence.
PAUL SIMON

Silence Sound Word Writing
There must be 50 ways to leave your lover.
PAUL SIMON

Break Up Leave Lover

And you read your emily dickinson, And I my robert frost. And we note our place with bookmarkers That measure what we’ve lost.

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