Ah, grief makes us precise!
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Ah, grief makes us precise!
LEONARD COHENIt’s time that we began to laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again.
LEONARD COHENShe was made of flesh and eyelashes.
LEONARD COHENIt is easy to display a wound, the proud scars of combat. It is hard to show a pimple.
LEONARD COHENYou wanted to be the Superman who was never Clark Kent.
LEONARD COHENRemember when I moved in you And the holy dove was moving too, and every breath we drew was Hallelujah.
LEONARD COHENYou go to Heaven once you’ve been to Hell.
LEONARD COHENI don’t want to be a star, merely dying.
LEONARD COHENCoroner’s inquest: death by drowning. And he hasn’t been to the seashore in ten years.
LEONARD COHENI told the truth, I didn’t come to fool you.
LEONARD COHENDo not be a magician – be magic!
LEONARD COHENThe maestro says it’s Mozart But it sounds like bubble gum.
LEONARD COHENPoetry is a verdict, not an occupation.
LEONARD COHENDon’t call yourself a secret unless you mean to keep it.
LEONARD COHENTo discover the truth in anything that is alien, first dispense with the indispensable in your own vision.
LEONARD COHENI will never find the faces for all the goodbyes I’ve made.
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