Así como un ave en su jaula. Así como un bebedor entre el bullicio de la medianoche, así he intentado ser libre, a mi manera. - Leonard Cohen

Now I need your hidden love,
I’m cold as a new razor blade.
You left when I told you I was curious…
I never said that I was brave.

from “So Long Marianne

From bitter searching of the heart,
quickened with passion and with pain
we rise
to play a greater part
this is the faith from which we start.

It's like a bear stumbling into a beehive or a honey cache: I'm stumbling right into it and getting stuck, and it's delicious and it's horrible and I'm in it and it's not very graceful and it's very awkward and it's very painful and yet there's something inevitable about it.