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We are in a period of such individualism that one no longer speaks of disciples; one speaks of thieves.

Jean Cocteau

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
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
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
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
Poetry is indispensable – if I only knew what for.
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Myself Poetry Reason
I have seafoam in my veins, I understand the language of waves.
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Language Myself Nature Ocean Understand
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
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
The dead drug leaves a ghost behind. At certain hours it haunts the house.
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Death Drugs Ghost Home
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
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
It is excruciating to be an unbeliever with a spirit that is deeply religious.
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Believe Deep Religious Spirit
I have not looked at a newspaper in twenty years; if one is brought into the room, I flee. This is not because I am indifferent but because one cannot follow every road.
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Difference Follow Myself Road Room
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 artist cannot speak about his art any more than a plant can discuss horticulture.
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Art Artist Discussion Plant Talk Voice
There’s no such thing as love; only proof of love.
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Deep Evidence Love Philosophy

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