Art is science in the flesh.
JEAN COCTEAUArt is science in the flesh.
JEAN COCTEAUOne must not mistake majority for truth.
JEAN COCTEAUEverything 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.
JEAN COCTEAUStyle is a simple way of saying complicated things.
JEAN COCTEAUAn artist cannot speak about his art any more than a plant can discuss horticulture.
JEAN COCTEAUPicasso said that everything is a miracle, that it’s a miracle that we don’t dissolve in our baths.
JEAN COCTEAUIf it has to choose who is to be crucified, the crowd will always save Barabbas.
JEAN COCTEAUThe ability to laugh heartily is the sign of a healthy soul.
JEAN COCTEAUIt is not I who become addicted, it is my body.
JEAN COCTEAUMan seeks to escape himself in myth, and does so by any means at his disposal. Drugs, alcohol, or lies. Unable to withdraw into himself, he disguises himself. Lies and inaccuracy give him a few moments of comfort.
JEAN COCTEAUAfter the writer’s death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter.
JEAN COCTEAUPoetry, being elegance itself, cannot hope to achieve visibility… It insists on living its own life.
JEAN COCTEAUA true poet does not bother to be poetical. Nor does a nursery gardener scent his roses.
JEAN COCTEAUI have seafoam in my veins, I understand the language of waves.
JEAN COCTEAUFilm will only became an art when its materials are as inexpensive as pencil and paper.
JEAN COCTEAULiving is a horizontal fall.
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