As I grew older, I understood that instructions came with this voice. What were these instructions? The instructions were never to lament casually. And if one is to express the great inevitable defeat that awaits us all, it must be done within the strict confines of dignity and beauty.
Leonard CohenI am running through a snowfall which is her thighs, he dramatized in purple. Her thighs are filling up the street. Wide as a snowfall, heavy as huge falling Zeppelins, her damp thighs are settling on the sharp roofs and wooden balconies. Weather-vanes press the shape of roosters and sail-boats into the skin. The faces of famous statues are preserved like intaglios.
Leonard CohenIf I knew where the good songs came from, Iโd go there more often. Itโs a mysterious condition. Itโs much like the life of a Catholic nun. Youโre married to a mystery.
Leonard CohenAvoid the flourish. Do not be afraid to be weak. Do not be ashamed to be tired. You look good when youโre tired. You look like you could go on forever. Now come into my arms. You are the image of my beauty .
Leonard CohenGod is alive. Magic is afoot. God is alive. Magic is afoot. God is afoot. Magic is alive. Alive is afoot. Magic never died. God never sickened. Many poor men lied. Many sick men lied. Magic never weakened. Magic never hid. Magic always ruled. God is afoot. God was ruler though his funeral lengthened. Though his mourners thickened Magic never fled.
Leonard Cohen