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Do as the beautiful woman: see to your figure and your petticoats. Though, of course, I am not speaking literally.

Jean Cocteau

I know that poetry is indispensable, but to what I could not say.
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Myself Poetry Talk
I have seafoam in my veins, I understand the language of waves.
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Language Myself Nature Ocean Understand
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
Wealth is an inborn attitude of mind, like poverty. The pauper who has made his pile may flaunt his spoils, but cannot wear them plausibly.
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Attitude Born Himself Mindset Wealth
Mystery has its own mysteries, and there are gods above gods. We have ours, they have theirs. That is what’s known as infinity.
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Forever God Infinity Mystery Ourselves
Since these mysteries exceed my grasp, I shall pretend to have organized them.
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Myself Mystery Organization Pretend
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
Lying is the only art form that the public sanctions and instinctively prefers to reality.
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Art Lying Preference Reality
A true photographer is as rare as a true poet or a true painter.
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Artist Paint Photograph Poet Rare True
Appreciation of art is a moral erection, otherwise mere dilettantism.
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Art Moral Praise
Art is not a pastime but a priesthood.
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Art Past Religious Time
The extreme limit of wisdom, that’s what the public calls madness.
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Call Limitation Public Wisdom
After the writer’s death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter.
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Death Journal Receive Writing
Poetry is indispensable – if I only knew what for.
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Myself Poetry Reason
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
The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth.
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Deep Lying One Liner Poet Talk Truth

Do as the beautiful woman: see to your figure and your petticoats. Though, of course, I am not speaking literally.

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