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I love cats because I enjoy my home; and little by little, they become its visible soul.

Jean Cocteau

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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Difficult Earth Live Serious
My method is simple: not to bother about poetry. It must come of its own accord. Merely whispering its name drives it away.
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Drive Myself Name Poetry Simplicity Wait
It is not I who become addicted, it is my body.
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Addiction Body Oneself
Mirrors should think longer before they reflect.
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Deep Mirror One Liner Reflection 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
I know that poetry is indispensable, but to what I could not say.
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Myself Poetry Talk
All good music resembles something. Good music stirs by its mysterious resemblance to the objects and feelings which motivated it.
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Feeling Goodness Motivational Music Mystery Object
Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.
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Beginning Born Death Deep Life Myself Perspective Rush Walk
Do as the beautiful woman: see to your figure and your petticoats. Though, of course, I am not speaking literally.
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Beautiful Myself See Talk Woman
Art produces ugly things which frequently become more beautiful with time. Fashion, on the other hand, produces beautiful things which always become ugly with time.
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Art Beautiful Fashion Hands Production Time Ugly
Cultivate everything the critics hated in your first work – that’s what makes you unique.
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Criticism Cultivate Hate Unique Work Yourself
Every day in the mirror I watch death at work.
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Day Death Mirror Myself Work
Appreciation of art is a moral erection, otherwise mere dilettantism.
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Art Moral Praise
Lying is the only art form that the public sanctions and instinctively prefers to reality.
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Art Lying Preference Reality
Art is a marriage of the conscious and the unconscious.
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Art Conscious Deep Marriage Philosophy Spiritual
A true poet does not bother to be poetical. Nor does a nursery gardener scent his roses.
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Himself Poet Rose True

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