Rust rust rust in the engines of love and time. Leonard Cohen More Quotes by Leonard Cohen More Quotes From Leonard Cohen Most of the time one is discouraged by the work, but now and again by some grace something stands out and invites you to work on it, to elaborate it or animate it in some way. It's a mysterious process. Leonard Cohen mysterious grace way We are awakening from the dream of isolation, from the dream of loneliness, and it's a terrible shock. Leonard Cohen awakening loneliness dream In Montreal spring is like an autopsy. Everyone wants to see the inside of the frozen mammoth. Girls rip off their sleeves and the flesh is sweet and white, like wood under green bark. From the streets a sexual manifesto rises like an inflating tire, “the winter has not killed us again! Leonard Cohen girl spring sweet I guess you go for nothing, if you really want to go that far. Leonard Cohen ifs want sex But I'm stubborn as those garbage bags that time cannot decay, I'm junk but I'm still holding up this little wild bouquet: Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. Leonard Cohen bags junk democracy This is the most challenging activity that humans get into, which is love. You know, where we have the sense that we can't live without love. That life has very little meaning without love. Leonard Cohen challenges love-you littles I am not the one who loves - It's love that chooses me. When hatred with his package comes, you forbid delivery... Leonard Cohen choose-me delivery hatred Israel, and you who call yourself Israel, the Church that calls itself Israel, and the revolt that calls itself Israel, and every nation chosen to be a nation - none of these lands is yours, all of you are thieves of holiness, all of you at war with Mercy. Leonard Cohen israel land war You go your way I'll go your way too Leonard Cohen way I couldn't feel so I learned to touch. Leonard Cohen feels Why don't you try to do without him, why don't you try to live alone? Do you really need his hands for your passion? Do you really need his heart for your throne? Do you need his labor for your baby? Do you need his beast for the bone? Do you need to hold a leash to be a lady? I know that you can make it, you can make it on your own. Leonard Cohen broken-heart passion baby ... i didn't fall in love of course it's never up to you but she was walking back and forth and i was passing through Leonard Cohen passing up-to-you falling-in-love The duty of lovers is to tarnish the Golden Rule Leonard Cohen golden-rule golden lovers It's hard to hold the hand of anyone who is reaching for the sky just to surrender Leonard Cohen surrender sky hands You have to keep cracking yourself open or you become a parody of yourself. Leonard Cohen parody There are always meaningful songs for somebody. People are doing their courting, people are finding their wives, people are making babies, people are washing their dishes, people are getting through the day, with songs that we may find insignificant. But their significance is affirmed by others. There’s always someone affirming the significance of a song by taking a woman into his arms or by getting through the night. That’s what dignifies the song. Songs don’t dignify human activity. Human activity dignifies the song. Leonard Cohen song baby meaningful I dreamed about you baby. It was just the other night. Most of you was naked Ah, but some of you was light. Leonard Cohen light baby night Let judges secretly despair of justice: their verdicts will be more acute. Let generals secretly despair of triumph; killing will be defamed. Let priests secretly despair of faith: their compassion will be true. Leonard Cohen compassion judging justice Suzanne had a room on a waterfront street in the port of Montreal. Everything happened just as it was put down. She was the wife of a man I knew. Her hospitality was immaculate. Some months later I sang it for Judy Collins over the telephone. The publishing rights were lost in New York City, but it is probably appropriate that I don't own this song. Just the other day I heard some people singing it on a ship in the Caspian Sea. Leonard Cohen new-york song men I have tried in my way to be free. Leonard Cohen my-way way
