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.
JEAN COCTEAUAll good music resembles something. Good music stirs by its mysterious resemblance to the objects and feelings which motivated it.
More Jean Cocteau Quotes
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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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Anything of any importance cannot help but be unrecognizable, since it bears no resemblance to anything already known.
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Art is not a pastime but a priesthood.
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French people are Italian people in a bad mood.
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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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Poetry is a religion with no hope.
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Every day in the mirror I watch death at work.
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I have a piece of great and sad news to tell you: I am dead.
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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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Youth can only assert itself through the conviction that its ventures surpass all others and resemble nothing.
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The prettiest dresses are worn to be taken off.
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It is excruciating to be an unbeliever with a spirit that is deeply religious.
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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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Picasso said that everything is a miracle, that it’s a miracle that we don’t dissolve in our baths.
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Lying is the only art form that the public sanctions and instinctively prefers to reality.
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