And now I have to confess the unpardonable and the scandalous. I am a happy man. And I am going to tell you the secret of my happiness. It is quite simple. I love mankind. I love love. I hate hate. I try to understand and accept.
JEAN COCTEAUWealth is an inborn attitude of mind, like poverty. The pauper who has made his pile may flaunt his spoils, but cannot wear them plausibly.
More Jean Cocteau Quotes
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Living is a horizontal fall.
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Art produces ugly things which frequently become more beautiful with time. Fashion, on the other hand, produces beautiful things which always become ugly with time.
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The reward of art is not fame or success but intoxication: that is why so many bad artists are unable to give it up.
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Not only should you not accept a prize. You should not try to deserve one either.
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After the writer’s death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter.
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I have seafoam in my veins, I understand the language of waves.
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The poet, by composing poems, uses a language that is neither dead nor living, that few people speak, and few people understand We are the servants of an unknown force that lives within us, manipulates us, and dictates this language to us.
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When I write, I disturb. When I show a film, I disturb. When I exhibit my painting, I disturb, and I disturb if I don’t. I have a knack for disturbing.
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Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of the train while it is still moving. It is to concern oneself with something other than life or death.
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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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I only fear the death of others. For me, true death is that of the people I love.
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Elegance ceases to exist when it is noticed.
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Art is not a pastime but a priesthood.
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Silence moves faster when it’s going backward.
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We are in a period of such individualism that one no longer speaks of disciples; one speaks of thieves.
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