We are not mad. We are human. We want to love, and someone must forgive us for the paths we take to love, for the paths are many and dark, and we are ardent and cruel in our journey.
LEONARD COHENStunned and still not suffering. Swollen with care and anxiety and still not suffering. Useless, old, and full of grief, but still not suffering.
More Leonard Cohen Quotes
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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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I told the truth, I didn’t come to fool you.
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Remember when I moved in you And the holy dove was moving too, and every breath we drew was Hallelujah.
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A kite is a victim you are sure of. You love it because it pulls.
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Coroner’s inquest: death by drowning. And he hasn’t been to the seashore in ten years.
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To discover the truth in anything that is alien, first dispense with the indispensable in your own vision.
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I don’t want to be a star, merely dying.
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He knew that hair couldn’t feel; he kissed her hair.
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I don’t even hate books anymore.
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Your body will never be familiar.
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I’m old and the mirrors don’t lie.
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In our rags of light, all dressed to kill.
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Believe nothing of me except that I felt your beauty more closely than my own.
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Who could have foretold the heart grows cold from touching others.
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You live your life as if it’s real, a thousand kisses deep.
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Only one thing made him happy and now that it was gone everything made him happy.
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Avoid the flourish. Do not be afraid to be weak. Do not be ashamed to be tired. You look good when you’re tired. You look like you could go on forever. Now come into my arms. You are the image of my beauty.
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We are ugly but we have the music.
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The cutting of the gem has to be finished before you can see whether it shines.
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A heavy burden lifted from my soul, I heard that love was out of my control.
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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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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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I will not be held like a drunkard / under the cold tap of facts.
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The last refuge of the insomniac is a sense of superiority to the sleeping world.
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Everything has a crack in it; that’s how the light gets in.
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There is a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in.
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