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After the writer’s death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter.

Jean Cocteau

Not only should you not accept a prize. You should not try to deserve one either.
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Acceptance Deserve Oneself Reward Yourself
The extreme limit of wisdom, that’s what the public calls madness.
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Call Limitation Public Wisdom
We must believe in luck. For how else can we explain the success of those we don’t like?
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Believe Explanation Luck
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
The dead drug leaves a ghost behind. At certain hours it haunts the house.
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Death Drugs Ghost Home
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
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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Poison Reading Remove Temptation Writing Yourself
Mirrors should think longer before they reflect.
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Deep Mirror One Liner Reflection Thinking
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
When a work appears to be ahead of its time, it is only the time that is behind the work.
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Appearance Deep Perspective Time 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
I know that poetry is indispensable, but to what I could not say.
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Myself Poetry Talk
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
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
The artist is a kind of prison from which the works of art escape.
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Artist Escape Kind Prison Work
Tact in audacity is knowing how far you can go without going too far.
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Audacity Far Journey Yourself

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