Listen carefully to first criticisms made of your work. Note just what it is about your work that critics don’t like – then cultivate it. That’s the only part of your work that’s individual and worth keeping.
JEAN COCTEAUThere’s no such thing as love; only proof of love.
More Jean Cocteau Quotes
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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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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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Not only should you not accept a prize. You should not try to deserve one either.
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A true photographer is as rare as a true poet or a true painter.
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Beauty cannot be recognized with a cursory glance.
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French people are Italian people in a bad mood.
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If a poet has a dream, it is not of becoming famous, but of being believed.
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The prettiest dresses are worn to be taken off.
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Appreciation of art is a moral erection, otherwise mere dilettantism.
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It is difficult to live without opium after having known it because it is difficult, after knowing opium, to take earth seriously. And unless one is a saint, it is difficult to live without taking earth seriously.
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Style is a simple way of saying complicated things.
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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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Such is the role of poetry. It unveils, in the strict sense of the word. It lays bare, under a light which shakes off torpor, the surprising things which surround us and which our senses record mechanically.
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I have not looked at a newspaper in twenty years; if one is brought into the room, I flee. This is not because I am indifferent but because one cannot follow every road.
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Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.
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