Children and lunatics cut the Gordian knot which the poet spends his life patiently trying to untie.

Jean Cocteau

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Anything of any importance cannot help but be unrecognizable, since it bears no resemblance to anything already known.
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Help Important Recognition
Poetry is indispensable – if I only knew what for.
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Myself Poetry Reason
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
If it has to choose who is to be crucified, the crowd will always save Barabbas.
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Choice Death Kill Option Save Torture
Art is not a pastime but a priesthood.
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Art Past Religious Time
The speed of a runaway horse counts for nothing.
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Animal Count Horse Speed Wasted
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
One must not mistake majority for truth.
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Deep Mistake One Liner Oneself Truth
Living is a horizontal fall.
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Fall Live One Liner Perspective
It is excruciating to be an unbeliever with a spirit that is deeply religious.
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Believe Deep Religious Spirit
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
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
After the writer’s death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter.
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Death Journal Receive Writing
Poetry is a religion with no hope.
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Hope One Liner Poet Poetry Religion
One of the characteristics of the dream is that nothing surprises us in it. With no regret, we agree to live in it with strangers, completely cut off from our habits and friends.
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Character Dreams Friendship Habit Live Regret Stranger Surprise
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
Fight any instinct to be humorless, for humorlessness is the worst of all absurdities.
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Fight Humor Intuition Mad Worst
There’s no such thing as love; only proof of love.
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Deep Evidence Love Philosophy
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
And now I have to confess the unpardonable and the scandalous. I am a happy man. And I am going to tell you the secret of my happiness. It is quite simple. I love mankind. I love love. I hate hate. I try to understand and accept.
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Acceptance Confession Happiness Hate Quite Secret Simplicity Try Understand
Since these mysteries exceed my grasp, I shall pretend to have organized them.
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Myself Mystery Organization Pretend
The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth.
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Deep Lying One Liner Poet Talk Truth
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
An original artist is unable to copy. So he has only to copy in order to be original.
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Artist Copy Job Order Original
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
After you have written a thing and you reread it, there is always the temptation to fix it up, to improve it, to remove its poison, blunt its sting.
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Poison Reading Remove Temptation Writing Yourself
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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Death Mirror See Yourself

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