I regret the ending of our friendship and hope one day before we die, we’ll make peace with each other . . . No rush.
PAUL SIMONCecilia was made in a living room on a Sony. It was like a little piece of magical fluff, bur it works. El Condor Pasa a Los Incas record that I love. Bridge is a very strong melodic song.
More Paul Simon Quotes
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The dialogue between what’s going on in the world and what’s going on internally seems to be a natural thing – well, it’s natural to me, anyway, to have these thoughts.
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How much can you do with two voices? You can sing thirds or you can sing fifths or you can do a background harmony.
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All I’ve got to do today is smile.
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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.
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No one dare disturb the sound of silence.
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People talking without speaking, People listening without hearing, Sounds of Silence.
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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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The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls and tenements halls and whispered in the sounds of silence.
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Take two bodies and you twirl them into one, their hearts and their bones, and they won’t come undone.
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The trick is, as I know it, is to care like hell and not give a damn at the same time.
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Maybe the heart is part of the mist. And that’s all that there is or could ever exist. Maybe and maybe and maybe some more. Maybe’s the exit that I’m looking for.
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I want to rid my heart of envy, and cleanse my soul of rage before I’m through.
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Who am I to blow against the wind?
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In the clearing stands the boxer, and a fighter by his trade. And he carries a reminder of every glove that laid him down, or cut him till he cried out in his anger and his shame “I am leaving! I am leaving” but the fighter still remains.
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Why am I so soft in the middle when the rest of my life is so hard?
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