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I’ve always preferred mythology to history. History is truth that becomes an illusion. Mythology is an illusion that becomes reality.

Jean Cocteau

It is excruciating to be an unbeliever with a spirit that is deeply religious.
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Believe Deep Religious Spirit
Fight any instinct to be humorless, for humorlessness is the worst of all absurdities.
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Fight Humor Intuition Mad Worst
I know that poetry is indispensable, but to what I could not say.
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Myself Poetry Talk
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
Appreciation of art is a moral erection, otherwise mere dilettantism.
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Art Moral Praise
Since these mysteries exceed my grasp, I shall pretend to have organized them.
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Myself Mystery Organization Pretend
All good music resembles something. Good music stirs by its mysterious resemblance to the objects and feelings which motivated it.
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Feeling Goodness Motivational Music Mystery Object
Lying is the only art form that the public sanctions and instinctively prefers to reality.
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Art Lying Preference Reality
One must not mistake majority for truth.
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Deep Mistake One Liner Oneself Truth
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
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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Disappoint Experience Friendship Love Short
The speed of a runaway horse counts for nothing.
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Animal Count Horse Speed Wasted
Beauty cannot be recognized with a cursory glance.
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Beautiful Curse Recognition
The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth.
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Deep Lying One Liner Poet Talk Truth
Everything 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.
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Death Expression Life Love Oneself Training
I’ve always preferred mythology to history. History is truth that becomes an illusion. Mythology is an illusion that becomes reality.
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Deep Difference History Illusion Myth Mythology Perspective Reality Truth

I’ve always preferred mythology to history. History is truth that becomes an illusion. Mythology is an illusion that becomes reality.

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