In our rags of light, all dressed to kill.
LEONARD COHENMy interest in this pack of failures betrays my character.
More Leonard Cohen Quotes
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I’m just waiting for the miracle to come.
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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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The last refuge of the insomniac is a sense of superiority to the sleeping world.
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Deprivation is the mother of poetry.
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It’s hard to hold the hand of anyone who is reaching for the sky just to surrender.
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I ache in the places where I used to play.
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He can love the shape of human beings, the fine and twisted shapes of the heart. It is good to have among us such men, such balancing monsters of love.
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When passion dies friendship hovers round our flesh like flies.
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We are ugly but we have the music.
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My reputation as a ladies’ man was a joke that caused me to laugh bitterly through the ten thousand nights I spent alone.
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You live your life as if it’s real, a thousand kisses deep.
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Games are nature’s most beautiful creation.
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There is a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in.
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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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A kite is a victim you are sure of. You love it because it pulls.
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