You've got your passion. You've got your pride. But don't you know that only fools are satisfied? Dream on, but don't imagine they'll all come true.
Billy JoelRead
If you said good-bye to me tonight, There would still be music left to write.
Interpretation
Life continues and creativity persists, even after a loss.
This quote emphasizes the idea that even in the face of separation or goodbye, there is an inherent resilience in the human spirit and creativity. It suggests that the emotional experiences of love and loss inspire ongoing creativity, symbolized by 'music', which remains to be expressed despite the absence of a loved one.
In practice
This quote can be shared at a farewell party to remind friends that even when parting, cherished memories and creativity live on.
You've got your passion. You've got your pride. But don't you know that only fools are satisfied? Dream on, but don't imagine they'll all come true.
Well I never had a place that I could call my very own/That's all right, my love, 'cause you're my home.
If it seems like I've been lost in 'lets remember', If it seems I'm gettin' older and missin' my younger days, well you shoulda known me much better, cause the past is something that never got in my way.
I consider myself to be an inept pianist, a bad singer, and a merely competent songwriter. ... I'm probably writing music now for the same reason as I started writing songs when I was 14-to meet women. ... If you make music for the human needs you have within yourself, then you do it for all humans who need the same things. You enrich humanity with the profound expression of these feelings. ... My songs are like my kids.
No matter what culture you're from, everyone loves music.
Sweetness flows from your appearance and your beauty makes me fall more in love with you. Anytime I feel low, I think about the good times you have given me and everything seems good again.
God's love is an exercise of his goodness toward sinners who merit only condemnation.
Love is not a weak, spineless emotion; it is a powerful moral force on the side of justice.
Love, to her, was something hat comes suddenly, like a blinding flash of lightening - a heaven-sent storm hurled into life, uprooting it, sweeping every will before it like a leaf, engulfing all feelings.
I am, as ever, a poor sinner, a captive of eternal love, running by the side of His triumphal chariot, and I have no desire to be anything else as long as I live.
as some strings, untouched, sound when no one is speaking. So it was when love slipped inside us.
When I first saw you with your smile so tender, my heart was captured, my soul surrendered.
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