this is not a Quote it's a poem.
"A Thousand Kisses Deep"

The ponies run, the girls are young,
The odds are there to beat.
You win a while, and then it’s done –
Your little winning streak.
And summoned now to deal
With your invincible defeat,
You live your life as if it’s real,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

I’m turning tricks, I’m getting fixed,
I’m back on Boogie Street.
You lose your grip, and then you slip
Into the Masterpiece.
And maybe I had miles to drive,
And promises to keep:
You ditch it all to stay alive,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

And sometimes when the night is slow,
The wretched and the meek,
We gather up our hearts and go,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

Confined to sex, we pressed against
The limits of the sea:
I saw there were no oceans left
For scavengers like me.
I made it to the forward deck.
I blessed our remnant fleet –
And then consented to be wrecked,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

I’m turning tricks, I’m getting fixed,
I’m back on Boogie Street.
I guess they won’t exchange the gifts
That you were meant to keep.
And quiet is the thought of you,
The file on you complete,
Except what we forgot to do,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

And sometimes when the night is slow,
The wretched and the meek,
We gather up our hearts and go,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

The ponies run, the girls are young,
The odds are there to beat . . .

Author: Leonard Cohen

this is not a Quote it's a poem. <br />"A Thousand Kisses Deep"<br /><br />The ponies run, the girls are young,<br />The odds are there to beat.<br />You win a while, and then it’s done –<br />Your little winning streak.<br />And summoned now to deal<br />With your invincible defeat,<br />You live your life as if it’s real,<br />A Thousand Kisses Deep.<br /><br />I’m turning tricks, I’m getting fixed,<br />I’m back on Boogie Street.<br />You lose your grip, and then you slip<br />Into the Masterpiece.<br />And maybe I had miles to drive,<br />And promises to keep:<br />You ditch it all to stay alive,<br />A Thousand Kisses Deep.<br /><br />And sometimes when the night is slow,<br />The wretched and the meek,<br />We gather up our hearts and go,<br />A Thousand Kisses Deep.<br /><br />Confined to sex, we pressed against<br />The limits of the sea:<br />I saw there were no oceans left<br />For scavengers like me.<br />I made it to the forward deck.<br />I blessed our remnant fleet –<br />And then consented to be wrecked,<br />A Thousand Kisses Deep.<br /><br />I’m turning tricks, I’m getting fixed,<br />I’m back on Boogie Street.<br />I guess they won’t exchange the gifts<br />That you were meant to keep.<br />And quiet is the thought of you,<br />The file on you complete,<br />Except what we forgot to do,<br />A Thousand Kisses Deep.<br /><br />And sometimes when the night is slow,<br />The wretched and the meek,<br />We gather up our hearts and go,<br />A Thousand Kisses Deep.<br /><br />The ponies run, the girls are young,<br />The odds are there to beat . . . - Leonard Cohen




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