Everything has a crack in it; that’s how the light gets in.
LEONARD COHENThe maestro says it’s Mozart But it sounds like bubble gum.
More Leonard Cohen Quotes
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How bitter were the Prozac pills of the last few hundred mornings?
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Ordinary eternal machinery, like the grinding of the stars.
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To kiss her there was to intrude into something private and skeletal, like a turtle’s shoulder.
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Garages, barns, and attics are always older than the buildings to which they are attached.
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You go your way I’ll go your way too.
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Stunned and still not suffering. Swollen with care and anxiety and still not suffering. Useless, old, and full of grief, but still not suffering.
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I’m afraid to live any place but in expectation. I’m no life-risk.
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The last refuge of the insomniac is a sense of superiority to the sleeping world.
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Never make a decision when you need to pee.
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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.
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After a while, if you are sufficiently bored or unemployed, you may want to read it from cover to cover.
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It is in love that we are made, in love we disappear.
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Deprivation is the mother of poetry.
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The maestro says it’s Mozart But it sounds like bubble gum.
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I cannot understand why my arm is not a lilac tree.
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