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.
JEAN COCTEAUNever do what a specialist can do better. Discover your own specialty. Do not despair if your specialty appears to be more delicate, a lesser thing. Make up in finesse what you lose in force.
More Jean Cocteau Quotes
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You have comfort. You don’t have luxury. And don’t tell me that money plays a part. The luxury I advocate has nothing to do with money. It cannot be bought. It is the reward of those who have NO Fear or Discomfort.
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French people are Italian people in a bad mood.
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Mystery has its own mysteries, and there are gods above gods. We have ours, they have theirs. That is what’s known as infinity.
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Poetry, being elegance itself, cannot hope to achieve visibility… It insists on living its own life.
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Cultivate everything the critics hated in your first work – that’s what makes you unique.
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Poetry is a religion with no hope.
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The ability to laugh heartily is the sign of a healthy soul.
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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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An original artist is unable to copy. So he has only to copy in order to be original.
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Love is mainly an affair of short spasms. If these spasms disappoint us, love dies. It is very seldom that it weathers the experience and becomes friendship.
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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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Appreciation of art is a moral erection, otherwise mere dilettantism.
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After the writer’s death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter.
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We are in a period of such individualism that one no longer speaks of disciples; one speaks of thieves.
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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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