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Since these mysteries exceed my grasp, I shall pretend to have organized them.

Jean Cocteau

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
Mirrors should reflect a little before throwing back images.
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Image Mirror Reflection
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
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
It is excruciating to be an unbeliever with a spirit that is deeply religious.
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Believe Deep Religious Spirit
Every day in the mirror I watch death at work.
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Day Death Mirror Myself Work
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
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
Youth is certain what it rejects before it knows what it will accept.
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Acceptance Rejection Youth
Mirrors should think longer before they reflect.
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Deep Mirror One Liner Reflection Thinking
The prettiest dresses are worn to be taken off.
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Beautiful Clothes Sex
Poetry is a religion with no hope.
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Hope One Liner Poet Poetry Religion
Elegance ceases to exist when it is noticed.
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Elegant Existence Notice
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
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
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

Since these mysteries exceed my grasp, I shall pretend to have organized them.

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