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The eyes of the dead are closed gently; we also have to open gently the eyes of the living.

Jean Cocteau

The only way to kill death is through photography.
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Camera Death Kill Photography Way
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
Nothing ever gets anywhere. The earth keeps turning round and gets nowhere. The moment is the only thing that counts.
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Count Earth Moment
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
Mirrors should reflect a little before throwing back images.
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Image Mirror Reflection
Appreciation of art is a moral erection, otherwise mere dilettantism.
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Art Moral Praise
The eyes of the dead are closed gently; we also have to open gently the eyes of the living.
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Death Eyes Live
We are in a period of such individualism that one no longer speaks of disciples; one speaks of thieves.
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Discipline Oneself Period Talk Theft
Never do what a specialist can do better. Discover your own specialty. Do not despair if your specialty appears to be more delicate, a lesser thing. Make up in finesse what you lose in force.
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Appearance Better Delicate Discover Force Lose Yourself
It is not I who become addicted, it is my body.
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Addiction Body Oneself
I love cats because I enjoy my home; and little by little, they become its visible soul.
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Animal Cat Enjoyment Home Love Myself Soul Visible
An artist cannot speak about his art any more than a plant can discuss horticulture.
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Art Artist Discussion Plant Talk Voice
Style is a simple way of saying complicated things.
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Complication Simplicity Style Way
Art is not a pastime but a priesthood.
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Art Past Religious Time
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
Mirrors should think longer before they reflect.
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Deep Mirror One Liner Reflection Thinking

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