Paul Simon quotes - Page : 5

" If you’ll be my bodyguard I can be your long lost pal I can call you Betty And Betty when you call me You can call me Al. " # Glamour

" There were incidents and accidents There were hints and allegations... " # Government # Family # Character

" A man walks down the street It’s a street in a strange world Maybe it’s the third world Maybe it’s his first time around ... He looks around around He sees angels in the architecture Spinning in infinity He says Amen and Hallelujah " # Fame # Architecture # Time and Time Management

" And she said "losing love is like a window in your heart." " # Love

" How can you live in the Northeast? How can you live in the South? How can you build on the banks of a river when the flood water pours from the mouth? How can you be a Christian? How can you be a Jew? How can you be a Muslim, a Buddhist, a Hindu? How can you? " # Patriotism # Judaism and Jews # Christians and Christianity

" If the answer is infinite light, why do we sleep in the dark? " # Death and Dying # Love # Sleep

" Locked in a struggle for the right combination — of words in a melody line, I took a walk along the riverbank of my imagination. Golden clouds were shuffling the sunshine. " # Friends and Friendship # Love # Mind

" We don't mean to mess things up, but mess them up we do. And then it's "Oh, I'm sorry." Here's a smiling photograph of love when it was new. At a birthday party. Make a wish and close your eyes; surprise, surprise, surprise. " # Photography # Love # Politicians and Politics

" I shoot a thought into the future, and it flies like an arrow, through my lifetime. And beyond. If I ever come back as a tree, or a crow, or even the wind-blown dust; find me on the ancient road in the song when the wires are hushed. Hurry on and remember me, as I'll remember you. Far above the golden clouds, the darkness vibrates. The earth is blue. And everything about it is a love song. Everything about it. " # Love # Music # Life and Living

" It's outrageous to line your pockets off the misery of the poor. Outrageous, the crimes some human beings must endure. It's a blessing to wash your face in the summer solstice rain. It's outrageous a man like me stand here and complain. But I'm tired. " # Christmas # Love # Complaints and Complaining