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

Jean Cocteau

Poetry, being elegance itself, cannot hope to achieve visibility… It insists on living its own life.
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Achievement Elegant Hope Life Live Poetry
A true photographer is as rare as a true poet or a true painter.
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Artist Paint Photograph Poet Rare True
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
The artist is a kind of prison from which the works of art escape.
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Artist Escape Kind Prison Work
Fight any instinct to be humorless, for humorlessness is the worst of all absurdities.
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Fight Humor Intuition Mad Worst
Art is not a pastime but a priesthood.
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Art Past Religious Time
Continue reading Proust. His magnificent intelligence is particularly fond of describing stupidity. Which is ultimately exhausting.
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Himself Reading Stupidity
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
We shelter an angel within us. We must be the guardians of that angel.
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Angel Home Protection Shelter
The reward of art is not fame or success but intoxication: that is why so many bad artists are unable to give it up.
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Art Artist Bad Fame Give Up Reward Success
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
The ability to laugh heartily is the sign of a healthy soul.
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Ability Health Laughter Sign Soul
Love is mainly an affair of short spasms. If these spasms disappoint us, love dies. It is very seldom that it weathers the experience and becomes friendship.
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Disappoint Experience Friendship Love Short
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
The public is never pleased with what we do, wanting always a copy of what we have done.
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Imitation Ourselves Public
When I write, I disturb. When I show a film, I disturb. When I exhibit my painting, I disturb, and I disturb if I don’t. I have a knack for disturbing.
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Display Disturb Myself Paint Writing

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

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