Quotes from Leonard Cohen

I'm not looking for another as I wander in my time Walk me to the corner, our steps will always rhyme You know my love goes with you as your love stays with me It's just the way it changes, like the shoreline and the sea But let's not talk of love or chains and things we can't untie Your eyes are soft with sorrow Hey, that's no way to say goodbye

Everybody's got this broken feeling, like their father or their dog just died.

There's a blaze of light in every word. It doesn't matter which you heard. The holy or the broken hallelujah.

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 out journey.

the flags from the nation but your absence comes from a terrible sleep under a huge museum Enter the moth holes of my longing

He let me be a student of a love that I will never be able to give.

My children will boast of their ancestors at Marathon and under the walls of Troy, and Athens, my chiefest joy— O call me Alexander, Demetrius, Nicanor…

It is in love that we are made. In love we disappear.

Take the only tree that's left And stuff it up the hole In your culture

All your stupid charities have armed the poor against you.

Baby, I've been waiting, I've been waiting night and day I didn't see the time, I waited half my life away

Ah baby, let's get married We've been alone too long Let's be alone together Let's see if we're that strong

When you've fallen on the highway And you're lying in the rain, And they ask you how you're doing Of course you'll say you can't complain If you're squeezed for information, That's when you've got to play it dumb You just say you're out there waiting For the miracle, for the miracle to come

I was funding my depression; meeting Christ and reading Marx.

The party is over but I've landed on my feet And I'm standing here on this corner Where there used to be a street

Durante le due settimane in cui restó in città, vide Tamara quasi tutte le sere. Lei aveva lasciato lo psichiatra e aveva sposato l'Arte, che era meno esigente e costava meno. "Non raccontiamoci nessuna novità, Tamara". "Cos'è, pigrizia o amicizia?". "È amore!". Breavman finse uno svenimento teatrale.

Dopo un po', Tamara si addormentò. Era per evitare questo che aveva parlato. Il suo sonno gli sembrava una diserzione. Succedeva sempre quando lui si sentiva più sveglio. Era pronto a fare dichiarazioni immortali.

And some women, Breavman thought, women like Shell, create [beauty] as they go along, changing not so much their faces as the air around them. They break down old rules of light and cannot be interpreted nor compared. They make every room original.

But you don't really care for music DO YOU?

Launched from tiny ankles, their legs shot up like guided missiles into atmospheres of private height.

No soy un santo ni un asesino; no amo ni mato. Hago el amor y arranco las alas de las moscas.

And everything depends upon how close you lie to me

La mano di lei era appoggiata sul suo braccio come neve su una foglia, pronta a scivolare via quando si fosse mosso.

String Reprise / Treaty I wish there was a treaty we could sign It's over now, the water and the wine We were broken then but now we're borderline And I wish there was a treaty, I wish there was a treaty between your love and mine