...And everything depends upon how near you sleep to me. - Leonard Cohen

And sometimes when the night is slow The wretched and the meek We gather up our hearts and go A Thousand Kisses Deep.

He hated the men floating in sleep in the big stone houses. Because their lives were ordered and their rooms tidy. Because they got up every morning and did their public work. Because they weren't going to dynamite their factories and have naked parties in the fire.

As he died to make men holy, let us die to make things cheap.