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
Well I never had a place that I could call my very own/That's all right, my love, 'cause you're my home.
Interpretation
Home is not just a place, but where love resides.
In this quote, Billy Joel expresses that true belonging and comfort stem from love rather than physical locations. The idea is that the presence of a loved one creates a sense of home, transcending traditional notions of what 'home' means.
In practice
Use this quote in a wedding toast to highlight the importance of love in building a life together.
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.
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.
I don't care what consequence it brings, I have been a fool for lesser things.
Of two hearts one is always warm and one is always cold: the cold heart is more precious than diamonds: the warm heart has no value and is thrown away.
Dorothy was in that state human beings passed through at the beginning of a love affair, in which they desire to say anything and everything to the beloved, to the alter ego, before they have learned what the real Other can and can't understand, can and can't accept.
However old a conjugal union, it still garners some sweetness. Winter has some cloudless days, and under the snow a few flowers still bloom.
He takes her in his arms He wants to say I love you, nothing can hurt you But he thinks this is a lie, so he says in the end You're dead, nothing can hurt you which seems to him a more promising beginning, more true.
He was there beside her, yet she was far away from him, aone with her outraged love and her ruined life.
There is nothing holier in this life of ours than the first consciousness of love, the first fluttering of its silken wings.
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