There is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in.— Leonard Cohen
The most jittery Leonard Cohen quotes that are glad to read
I don't consider myself a pessimist. I think of a pessimist as someone who is waiting for it to rain. And I feel soaked to the skin.
May you be surrounded by friends and family, and if this is not your lot, may the blessings find you in your solitude.
We are so small between the stars, so large against the sky.
Rust rust rust in the engines of love and time.
It's the notion that there is no perfection - that there is a broken world and we live with broken hearts and broken lives but still there is no alibi for anything. On the contrary, you have to stand up and say hallelujah under those circumstances.
You live your life as if it's real.......a thousand kisses deep
Like a bird on a wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir, I have tried in my way to be free!!
There is a crack, a crack in everything. That's how the light gets in.
When we are touched by a song, it is because the artist cannot hide himself.
The last refuge of the insomniac is a sense of superiority to the sleeping world.
a kite is a victim you are sure of. you love it because it pulls.
Music is the emotional life of most people.
Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove Dance me to the end of love
Fare thee well my nightingale, I lived but to be near you.
Thow you are singing somewhere still I can no longer hear you.
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 .
If you dont become the ocean, youll be seasick everyday.
I'd written a lot of songs with hummingbirds in them.
None of them ever came to anything, but I did write a few lines last month. It went like this: 'Listen to the hummingbird whose wings you cannot see. Listen to the hummingbird, don't listen to me'.
I’ve seen the nations rise and fall.
I’ve heard their stories, heard them all, but love’s the only engine of survival.
I cannot understand why my arm is not a lilac tree.
At the very center of our culture is a crucified man, a tortured man hanging on a cross of wood. You have an image of violence at the very center of our spiritual investigation.
And I'll bury my soul in a scrapbook, with the photographs there and the moths.
The cutting of the gem has to be finished before you can see whether it shines.
I don't think there's any difference between a crush and profound love.
I think the experience is that you dissolve your sentries and your battalions for a moment and you really do see that there is this unfixed free-flowing energy of emotion and thought between people, that it really is there.
I loved you for a long, long time I know this love is real It don't matter how it all went wrong That don't change the way I feel And I can't believe that time's Gonna heal this wound I'm speaking of There ain't no cure for love
Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.
I am an old scholar, better-looking now than when I was young.
That's what sitting on your ass does to your face.
Follow me, the wise man said, but he walked behind.
Children show scars like medals. Lovers use them as secrets to reveal. A scar is what happens when the word is made flesh.
It was a dance of masks and every mask was perfect because every mask was a real face and every face was a real mask so there was no mask and there was no face for there was but one dance in which there was but one mask but one true face which was the same and which was a thing without a name which changed and changed into itself over and over.
Hallelujah" "Your faith was strong but you needed proof.
You saw her bathing on the roof. Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you. She tied you to a kitchen chair, she broke your throne, and she cut your hair. And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah.
You lose your grip, and then you slip into the Masterpiece.
When you stop thinking about yourself all the time, a certain sense of repose overtakes you.
My two great heroes are W. B. Yeats and Federico Garcia Lorca.
What is most original in a man's nature is often that which is most desperate.
Thus new systems are forced on the world by men who simply cannot bear the pain of living with what is. Creators care nothing for their systems except that they be unique. If Hitler had been born in Nazi Germany he wouldn't have been content to enjoy the atmosphere.
And I'll dance with you in Vienna, I'll be wearing a river's disguise.
The hyacinth wild on my shoulder my mouth on the dew of your thighs. And I'll bury my soul in a scrapbook, with the photographs there and the moss. And I'll yield to the flood of your beauty, my cheap violin and my cross.
It's not a cry you can hear at night.
It's not somebody who has seen the light. It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah.
What is the appropriate behavior for a man or a woman in the midst of this world, where each person is clinging to his piece of debris? What's the proper salutation between people as they pass each other in this flood?
Now I've heard there was a secret chord That David played, and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do you? It goes like this the fourth, the fifth The minor fall, the major lift The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Everybody knows that the boat is leaking.
Everybody knows the captain lied. Everybody got this broken feeling, like their father or their dog just died. Everybody talking to their pockets. Everybody wants a box of chocolates and a long-stem rose. Everybody knows.
But remember when I moved in you And the holy dove was moving too And every breath we drew was Hallelujah.
Do not be a magician - be magic!
It's been a long time since I've stood on a stage in London.
Was about 14 or 15 years ago, I was 60 years old, just a kid with a crazy dream. Since then I've taken a lot of Prozac, Paxil, Wellbutrin, Effexor, Ritalin, Focalin. I've also studied deeply in the philosophies and the religions, but cheerfulness kept breaking through.
You say I took the name in vain I don't even know the name But if I did, well really, what's it to you? There's a blaze of light in every word It doesn't matter which you heard The holy or the broken Hallelujah
A scar is what happens when the word is made flesh.
My page was too white My ink was too thin The day wouldn't write What the night pencilled in.
I told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
My reputation as a ladies' man was a joke that caused me to laugh bitterly through the ten thousand nights I spent alone.
May everyone live, And may everyone die. Hello, my love, And my love, Goodbye.
She was made of flesh and eyelashes.
Maybe there's a God above, As for me, all I've ever seemed to learn from love Is how to shoot at someone who outdrew you. Yeah but it's not a complaint that you hear tonight, It's not the laughter of someone who claims to have seen the light No it's a cold and it's a very lonely Hallelujah.
Seriousness is not Calvinistic, it's not a renunciation, it's the very opposite of that.
I loved you when you opened like a lily to the heat;
you see I’m just another snowman standing in the rain and sleet who loved you with his frozen love, his second hand physique, with all he is and all he was a thousand kisses deep.
I am not the one who loves - It's love that chooses me.
When hatred with his package comes, you forbid delivery...