If a poet has a dream, it is not of becoming famous, but of being believed.
JEAN COCTEAUThe ability to laugh heartily is the sign of a healthy soul.
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Lying is the only art form that the public sanctions and instinctively prefers to reality.
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When a work appears to be ahead of its time, it is only the time that is behind the work.
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I know that poetry is indispensable, but to what I could not say.
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The speed of a runaway horse counts for nothing.
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It is not I who become addicted, it is my body.
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What the public criticizes in you, cultivate. It is you.
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It is excruciating to be an unbeliever with a spirit that is deeply religious.
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Since these mysteries exceed my grasp, I shall pretend to have organized them.
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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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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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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.
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We must believe in luck. For how else can we explain the success of those we don’t like?
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I have seafoam in my veins, I understand the language of waves.
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A true poet does not bother to be poetical. Nor does a nursery gardener scent his roses.
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Art is science in the flesh.
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Silence moves faster when it’s going backward.
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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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The artist is a kind of prison from which the works of art escape.
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The ability to laugh heartily is the sign of a healthy soul.
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The eyes of the dead are closed gently; we also have to open gently the eyes of the living.
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Living is a horizontal fall.
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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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Film will only became an art when its materials are as inexpensive as pencil and paper.
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The extreme limit of wisdom, that’s what the public calls madness.
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The public is never pleased with what we do, wanting always a copy of what we have done.
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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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