Leonard Cohen Quotes

O God, make me poor enough
to love yurd diamond in the rough,
or in my failure let me see,
my greed raised to mistery.

Do you hate the one who must
turn your world all to dust?
Do you hate the ones who ask
if Creation wears a mask

God beyond the God I name,
if mask and fire are the same,
repair the seam my love leaps through ,
uncreated fire to pursue.

Network of cretated fire,
maim my love and my desire.
Make me poor so I may be,
servant in the world I see

Just as art is the concealment of art, laissezfaire is the concealment of tremendous generosity.

If only my genitals didn't float
When I relaxed in the bath
And we both looked down and we both agreed
It's stupid to be a man

Dream after dream we all lie in each other's arms

A heavy burden lifted from my soul,
I heard that love was out of my control.

We made a little garden
in the middle of L.A.
so our hearts
they wouldn’t harden & our spirits
they could play

a kite is a victim you are sure of.
you love it because it pulls.

I sailed like a swan
I sank like a rock
But time is long gone
Past my laughing stock

My page was too white
My ink was too thin
The day wouldn't write
What the night pencilled in

My animal howls
My angel's upset
But I'm not allowed
A trace of regret

For someone will use
What I couldn't be
My heart will be hers
Impersonally

She'll step on the path
She'll see what I mean
My will cut in half
And freedom between

For less than a second
Our lives will collide
The endless suspended
The door open wide

Then she will be born
To someone like you
What no one has done
She'll continue to do

I know she is coming
I know she will look
And that is the longing
And this is the book

There is a crack in everything.
That's how the light gets in.

As the mist leaves no scar
On the dark green hill
So my body leaves no scar
On you and never will

I remember when I moved in you And the holy dove she was moving too, And every single breath that we drew was Hallelujah.

You go to Heaven once you've been to Hell

In streams of light I clearly saw
The dust you seldom see,
Out of which the Nameless makes
A Name for one like me...
All busy in the sunlight
The flecks did float and dance,
And I was tumbled up with them
In formless circumstance.

I am not the one who loved, it's love that chooses me.
When hatred with it's package comes, you forbid delivery.

There is a war between the rich and poor,
a war between the man and the woman.
There is a war between the ones who say there is a war and the ones who say there isn't.