A film is a petrified fountain of thought.
JEAN COCTEAUI have lost my seven best friends, which is to say God has had mercy on me seven times without realizing it. He lent a friendship, took it from me, sent me another.
More Jean Cocteau Quotes
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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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I have lost my seven best friends, which is to say God has had mercy on me seven times without realizing it. He lent a friendship, took it from me, sent me another.
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French people are Italian people in a bad mood.
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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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The speed of a runaway horse counts for nothing.
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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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The joy of the young is to disobey.
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Silence moves faster when it’s going backward.
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An artist cannot speak about his art any more than a plant can discuss horticulture.
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There’s no such thing as love; only proof of love.
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An original artist is unable to copy. So he has only to copy in order to be original.
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Youth can only assert itself through the conviction that its ventures surpass all others and resemble nothing.
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All good music resembles something. Good music stirs by its mysterious resemblance to the objects and feelings which motivated it.
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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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When a work appears to be ahead of its time, it is only the time that is behind the work.
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