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Not only should you not accept a prize. You should not try to deserve one either.

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
The extreme limit of wisdom, that’s what the public calls madness.
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Call Limitation Public Wisdom
The artist is a kind of prison from which the works of art escape.
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Artist Escape Kind Prison Work
Since these mysteries exceed my grasp, I shall pretend to have organized them.
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Myself Mystery Organization Pretend
Beauty cannot be recognized with a cursory glance.
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Beautiful Curse Recognition
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
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
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
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
Poetry is a religion without hope. The poet exhausts himself in its service, knowing that, in the long run, a masterpiece is nothing but the performance of a trained dog on very shaky ground.
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Animal Dog Hope Performance Poetry Religion Service Training
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
Living is a horizontal fall.
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Fall Live One Liner Perspective
We shelter an angel within us. We must be the guardians of that angel.
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Angel Home Protection Shelter
I feel myself inhabited by a force or being — very little known to me. It gives the orders; I follow.
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Control Feeling Myself
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
Poetry is a religion with no hope.
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Hope One Liner Poet Poetry Religion

Not only should you not accept a prize. You should not try to deserve one either.

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