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Ordinary eternal machinery, like the grinding of the stars.

Leonard Cohen

Stunned and still not suffering. Swollen with care and anxiety and still not suffering. Useless, old, and full of grief, but still not suffering.
LEONARD COHEN

Care Grief Suffering
I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you, I’m glad you stood in my way.
LEONARD COHEN

Forgiveness Happiness I Miss You Myself
Remember when I moved in you And the holy dove was moving too, and every breath we drew was Hallelujah.
LEONARD COHEN

Breathe Myself Remember Yourself
It is in love that we are made, in love we disappear.
LEONARD COHEN

Dissappear Love Philosophy
Anything I tell you is an alibi for something else.
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Myself Yourself
Believe nothing of me except that I felt your beauty more closely than my own.
LEONARD COHEN

Beautiful Believe Expectation Feeling Love Myself
I’ve forgotten most of what I’ve read and, frankly, it never seemed very important to me or to the world.
LEONARD COHEN

Forget Important Myself Reading World
I don’t consider myself a pessimist. I think of a pessimist as someone who is waiting for it to rain. And I feel soaked to the skin.
LEONARD COHEN

Feeling Myself Rain Skin Wait
Your body will never be familiar.
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Body One Liner Yourself
My reputation as a ladies’ man was a joke that caused me to laugh bitterly through the ten thousand nights I spent alone.
LEONARD COHEN

Alone Laugh Man Myself Night Reputation
European children starved and watched their parents scheme and die. Here we grew up with toy whips. Early warning against our future leaders, the war babies.
LEONARD COHEN

Children Death Growth Leadership Parents War
Never make a decision when you need to pee.
LEONARD COHEN

Decision Funny
The maestro says it’s Mozart But it sounds like bubble gum.
LEONARD COHEN

Art Sound
We’ve got to learn to love appearances.
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Appearance Learning Love
Blessed are you who circled desire with a blade, and the garden with fiery swords, and heaven and earth with a word.
LEONARD COHEN

Blessing Desire Heaven Nature Word
If you don’t become the ocean, you’ll be seasick every day.
LEONARD COHEN

Deep Ocean Yourself

Ordinary eternal machinery, like the grinding of the stars.

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