What did Carole King mean by: Tonight the light of love is in your eyes, But will you love me tomorrow? - Carole King Singer · USA Copy
+ Way over yonder is a place I have seen In a garden of wisdom from some long ago dream. Feraz Zeid, December 24, 2023January 10, 2024, Carole King, Dream, Garden, Long Ago, 0 - Carole King Singer · USA
+ Once the inspiration comes, that directs where the perspiration goes. Feraz Zeid, December 24, 2023January 10, 2024, Carole King, Inspiration, 0 - Carole King Singer · USA
+ If there’s any answer, maybe love can end the madness Maybe not, oh, but we can only try. Feraz Zeid, December 24, 2023January 10, 2024, Carole King, Questions And Answers, 0 - Carole King Singer · USA
+ My life has been a tapestry of rich and royal hue, an everlasting vision of the ever changing view. Feraz Zeid, December 24, 2023January 10, 2024, Carole King, Vision, 0 - Carole King Singer · USA
+ When my soul was in the lost-and-found You came along to claim it. Feraz Zeid, December 24, 2023January 10, 2024, Carole King, Found You, Friendship, 0 - Carole King Singer · USA
+ I just want to give it all that I got. I just don’t want to waste it. Feraz Zeid, December 24, 2023January 10, 2024, Carole King, Waste, 0 - Carole King Singer · USA
+ Not only do you want to leave the audience wanting more, you want to leave yourself wanting more. Feraz Zeid, December 24, 2023January 10, 2024, Carole King, Desire, 0 - Carole King Singer · USA
It is no more in our power to love always than it was not to love at all. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
The sweetest of all sounds is that of the voice of the woman we love. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
At the beginning and at the end of love, the two lovers are embarrassed to find themselves alone. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best. - Frida Kahlo Painter · Mexico
One seeks to make the loved one entirely happy, or, if that cannot be, entirely wretched. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Love begins with love ; and the warmest friendship cannot change even to the coldest love. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
We perceive when love begins and when it declines by our embarrassment when alone together. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
We can recognize the dawn and the decline of love by the uneasiness we feel when alone together. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
