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You’ve never seen death? Look in the mirror every day and you will see it like bees working in a glass hive.

Jean Cocteau

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
Poetry is a religion with no hope.
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Hope One Liner Poet Poetry Religion
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
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
After the writer’s death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter.
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Death Journal Receive Writing
One must not mistake majority for truth.
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Deep Mistake One Liner Oneself Truth
Youth can only assert itself through the conviction that its ventures surpass all others and resemble nothing.
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Action Appearance Youth
Continue reading Proust. His magnificent intelligence is particularly fond of describing stupidity. Which is ultimately exhausting.
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Himself Reading Stupidity
Art is a marriage of the conscious and the unconscious.
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Art Conscious Deep Marriage Philosophy Spiritual
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
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
French people are Italian people in a bad mood.
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Attitude Bad Identity Mood People Personality
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
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
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
A film is a petrified fountain of thought.
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Fountain Movie One Liner Thinking

You’ve never seen death? Look in the mirror every day and you will see it like bees working in a glass hive.

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