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Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.

Jean Cocteau

The ability to laugh heartily is the sign of a healthy soul.
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Ability Health Laughter Sign Soul
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of the train while it is still moving. It is to concern oneself with something other than life or death.
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Death Expression Life Love Oneself Training
Art is not a pastime but a priesthood.
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Art Past Religious Time
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
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
The joy of the young is to disobey.
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Joy Obey One Liner Young
I have lost my seven best friends, which is to say God has had mercy on me seven times without realizing it. He lent a friendship, took it from me, sent me another.
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Best Friendship God Lost Mercy Myself
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
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
French people are Italian people in a bad mood.
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Attitude Bad Identity Mood People Personality
Mirrors should think longer before they reflect.
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Deep Mirror One Liner Reflection Thinking
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 is a liar who always speaks the truth.
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Deep Lying One Liner Poet Talk Truth
If a poet has a dream, it is not of becoming famous, but of being believed.
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Believe Deep Dreams Famous Poet
Silence moves faster when it’s going backward.
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Fast Move One Liner Philosophy Silence
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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Alcohol Comfortable Drugs Escape Lying Man Moments Myth Seek

Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.

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