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The eyes of the dead are closed gently; we also have to open gently the eyes of the living.

Jean Cocteau

If it has to choose who is to be crucified, the crowd will always save Barabbas.
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Choice Death Kill Option Save Torture
I have a piece of great and sad news to tell you: I am dead.
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Death Greatness Media Myself News Pieces Sad Yourself
Wealth is an inborn attitude of mind, like poverty. The pauper who has made his pile may flaunt his spoils, but cannot wear them plausibly.
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Attitude Born Himself Mindset Wealth
The job of the poet (a job which can’t be learned) consists of placing those objects of the visible world which have become invisible due to the glue of habit, in an unusual position which strikes the soul and gives them a tragic force.
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Force Habit Learning Object Place Poet Position Soul Tragedy Visible World
Poetry is indispensable – if I only knew what for.
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Myself Poetry Reason
All good music resembles something. Good music stirs by its mysterious resemblance to the objects and feelings which motivated it.
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Feeling Goodness Motivational Music Mystery Object
Appreciation of art is a moral erection, otherwise mere dilettantism.
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Art Moral Praise
An artist cannot speak about his art any more than a plant can discuss horticulture.
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Art Artist Discussion Plant Talk Voice
My method is simple: not to bother about poetry. It must come of its own accord. Merely whispering its name drives it away.
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Drive Myself Name Poetry Simplicity Wait
Mystery has its own mysteries, and there are gods above gods. We have ours, they have theirs. That is what’s known as infinity.
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Forever God Infinity Mystery Ourselves
Love is mainly an affair of short spasms. If these spasms disappoint us, love dies. It is very seldom that it weathers the experience and becomes friendship.
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Disappoint Experience Friendship Love Short
Never do what a specialist can do better. Discover your own specialty. Do not despair if your specialty appears to be more delicate, a lesser thing. Make up in finesse what you lose in force.
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Appearance Better Delicate Discover Force Lose Yourself
I love cats because I enjoy my home; and little by little, they become its visible soul.
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Animal Cat Enjoyment Home Love Myself Soul Visible
The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth.
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Deep Lying One Liner Poet Talk Truth
Tact in audacity is knowing how far you can go without going too far.
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Audacity Far Journey Yourself
We shelter an angel within us. We must be the guardians of that angel.
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Angel Home Protection Shelter

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