"There is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in."
"In streams of light I clearly saw The dust you seldom see, Out of which the Nameless makes A Name for one like me... All busy in the sunlight The flecks did float and dance, And I was tumbled up with them In formless circumstance."
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Source: Leonard Cohen (2008). “Book of Longing”, p.54, McClelland & Stewart
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