I have seafoam in my veins, I understand the language of waves.

Jean Cocteau

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It is difficult to live without opium after having known it because it is difficult, after knowing opium, to take earth seriously. And unless one is a saint, it is difficult to live without taking earth seriously.
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Difficult Earth Live Serious
French people are Italian people in a bad mood.
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Attitude Bad Identity Mood People Personality
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
Tact in audacity is knowing how far you can go without going too far.
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Audacity Far Journey Yourself
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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Comfortable Fear Luxury Money Play Reward
Such is the role of poetry. It unveils, in the strict sense of the word. It lays bare, under a light which shakes off torpor, the surprising things which surround us and which our senses record mechanically.
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Light Ourselves Poetry Record Role Strict Surprise Word
Poetry is a religion with no hope.
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Hope One Liner Poet Poetry Religion
Anything of any importance cannot help but be unrecognizable, since it bears no resemblance to anything already known.
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Help Important Recognition
I have not looked at a newspaper in twenty years; if one is brought into the room, I flee. This is not because I am indifferent but because one cannot follow every road.
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Difference Follow Myself Road Room
Silence moves faster when it’s going backward.
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Fast Move One Liner Philosophy Silence
Whatever the world condemns you for, make it your own. It is yourself.
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Creativity Inspirational Motivational World Yourself
Art is a marriage of the conscious and the unconscious.
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Art Conscious Deep Marriage Philosophy Spiritual
My method is simple: not to bother about poetry. It must come of its own accord. Merely whispering its name drives it away.
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Drive Myself Name Poetry Simplicity Wait
Man 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.
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Alcohol Comfortable Drugs Escape Lying Man Moments Myth Seek
And now I have to confess the unpardonable and the scandalous. I am a happy man. And I am going to tell you the secret of my happiness. It is quite simple. I love mankind. I love love. I hate hate. I try to understand and accept.
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Acceptance Confession Happiness Hate Quite Secret Simplicity Try Understand
If a poet has a dream, it is not of becoming famous, but of being believed.
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Believe Deep Dreams Famous Poet
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
Living is a horizontal fall.
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Fall Live One Liner Perspective
We are in a period of such individualism that one no longer speaks of disciples; one speaks of thieves.
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Discipline Oneself Period Talk Theft
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
There’s no such thing as love; only proof of love.
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Deep Evidence Love Philosophy
The speed of a runaway horse counts for nothing.
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Animal Count Horse Speed Wasted
Fight any instinct to be humorless, for humorlessness is the worst of all absurdities.
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Fight Humor Intuition Mad Worst
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
Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.
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Beginning Born Death Deep Life Myself Perspective Rush Walk
The job of the poet (a job which can’t be learned) consists of placing those objects of the visible world which have become invisible due to the glue of habit, in an unusual position which strikes the soul and gives them a tragic force.
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Force Habit Learning Object Place Poet Position Soul Tragedy Visible World
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

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