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Here I am trying to live, or rather, I am trying to teach the death within me how to live.

Jean Cocteau

Mirrors should reflect a little before throwing back images.
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Image Mirror Reflection
Here I am trying to live, or rather, I am trying to teach the death within me how to live.
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Death Live Myself Teaching Try
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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Display Disturb Myself Paint Writing
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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Care Criticism Listening Work Yourself
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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Creation Force Himself Language Live Manipulation People Poem Poet Understand
A film is a petrified fountain of thought.
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Fountain Movie One Liner Thinking
Film will only became an art when its materials are as inexpensive as pencil and paper.
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Artist Cost Material Money Movie
Children and lunatics cut the Gordian knot which the poet spends his life patiently trying to untie.
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Children Mad Patience Poet Try
I have seafoam in my veins, I understand the language of waves.
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Language Myself Nature Ocean Understand
I know that poetry is indispensable, but to what I could not say.
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Myself Poetry Talk
Silence moves faster when it’s going backward.
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Fast Move One Liner Philosophy Silence
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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Acceptance Confession Happiness Hate Quite Secret Simplicity Try Understand
Poetry is a religion without hope. The poet exhausts himself in its service, knowing that, in the long run, a masterpiece is nothing but the performance of a trained dog on very shaky ground.
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Animal Dog Hope Performance Poetry Religion Service Training
The joy of the young is to disobey.
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Joy Obey One Liner Young
It is not I who become addicted, it is my body.
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Addiction Body Oneself
One must not mistake majority for truth.
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Deep Mistake One Liner Oneself Truth

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