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Art is a marriage of the conscious and the unconscious.

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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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The speed of a runaway horse counts for nothing.
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Poetry is indispensable – if I only knew what for.
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What the public criticizes in you, cultivate. It is you.
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Beauty cannot be recognized with a cursory glance.
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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.
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The extreme limit of wisdom, that’s what the public calls madness.
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Call Limitation Public Wisdom
Man seeks to escape himself in myth, and does so by any means at his disposal. Drugs, alcohol, or lies. Unable to withdraw into himself, he disguises himself. Lies and inaccuracy give him a few moments of comfort.
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A film is a petrified fountain of thought.
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It is excruciating to be an unbeliever with a spirit that is deeply religious.
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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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I feel myself inhabited by a force or being — very little known to me. It gives the orders; I follow.
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Control Feeling Myself
Mirrors should reflect a little before throwing back images.
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Poetry, being elegance itself, cannot hope to achieve visibility… It insists on living its own life.
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Silence moves faster when it’s going backward.
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Cultivate everything the critics hated in your first work – that’s what makes you unique.
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