I don't feel any pressure from fans. But I'm always in some kind of state of emotional turmoil. I would not describe myself as happy-go-lucky. That's not to say that I'm not happy.
Paul SimonRead
Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
Interpretation
This quote questions the depth of love and whether it can endure beyond physical appearance.
Paul Simon's quote reflects on the nature of love and attraction, emphasizing that true love should transcend physical beauty. It poses a poignant question about the sustainability of relationships based solely on looks, inviting contemplation on the qualities that make love enduring.
In practice
During a discussion on the nature of romantic relationships, one might say, 'As Paul Simon wisely questioned, whoβs gonna love you when your looks are gone?'
I don't feel any pressure from fans. But I'm always in some kind of state of emotional turmoil. I would not describe myself as happy-go-lucky. That's not to say that I'm not happy.
I sort of recognize it, as opposed to shaping it. Oh, that's a good idea, that's a good line. I wonder where I can use that. And when you get into a rhyme group like 'not,' you got a lot of rhymes, you got a lot of choices. The more you do it, the luckier you get.
I am just a poor boy, though my story's seldom told, and I have squandered my resistance, for a pocket full of mumbles, such are promises. All lies in jest, still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest...la-la-la-la-la-la-la-lala-la-la-la-la...
I don't believe what the papers are saying They're just out to capture my dime, Exaggerating this, exaggerating that.
Improvisation is too good to leave to chance.
Music is forever; music should grow and mature with you, following you right on up until you die.
Then we should find some artificial inoculation against love, as with smallpox.
But it's not enough to be in love. It's about how you spend your days, what you do together, who you choose as friends, and most of all it's what work you do ... Better to break both our hearts now than watch them wither away over time.
Though we cannot think alike, may we not love alike? May we not be of one heart, though we are not of one opinion? Without all doubt, we may. Herein all the children of God may unite, notwithstanding these smaller differences.
He knew that hair couldn't feel; he kissed her hair.
Come not, when I am dead, To drop thy foolish tears upon my grave, To trample round my fallen head, And vex the unhappy dust thou wouldst not save. There let the wind sweep and the plover cry; But thou, go by. Child, if it were thine error or thy crime I care no longer, being all unblest; Wed whom thou wilt, but I am sick of Time, And I desire to rest. Pass on, weak heart, and leave me where I lie: Go by, go by.
It's a cold bowl of chili when love lets you down.
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