I only fear the death of others. For me, true death is that of the people I love.
JEAN COCTEAUA true photographer is as rare as a true poet or a true painter.
More Jean Cocteau Quotes
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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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Fight any instinct to be humorless, for humorlessness is the worst of all absurdities.
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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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Picasso said that everything is a miracle, that it’s a miracle that we don’t dissolve in our baths.
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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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Youth is certain what it rejects before it knows what it will accept.
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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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After you have written a thing and you reread it, there is always the temptation to fix it up, to improve it, to remove its poison, blunt its sting.
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What the public criticizes in you, cultivate. It is you.
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Lying is the only art form that the public sanctions and instinctively prefers to reality.
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Continue reading Proust. His magnificent intelligence is particularly fond of describing stupidity. Which is ultimately exhausting.
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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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Whatever the world condemns you for, make it your own. It is yourself.
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The ability to laugh heartily is the sign of a healthy soul.
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I have a piece of great and sad news to tell you: I am dead.
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