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

Jean Cocteau

It is not I who become addicted, it is my body.
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Addiction Body Oneself
After the writer’s death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter.
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Death Journal Receive Writing
We shelter an angel within us. We must be the guardians of that angel.
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Angel Home Protection Shelter
I have a piece of great and sad news to tell you: I am dead.
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Death Greatness Media Myself News Pieces Sad Yourself
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
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
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
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
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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Forever God Infinity Mystery Ourselves
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
Youth is certain what it rejects before it knows what it will accept.
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Acceptance Rejection Youth
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
An original artist is unable to copy. So he has only to copy in order to be original.
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Artist Copy Job Order Original
The only way to kill death is through photography.
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Camera Death Kill Photography Way
The prettiest dresses are worn to be taken off.
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Beautiful Clothes Sex

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