I swear by this song and by all that I have done wrong, I will make it all up to thee.
Leonard CohenI always considered myself a minor writer. My province is small, and I try to explore it very, very thoroughly.
Leonard CohenAnd 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.
Leonard Cohen