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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

The prettiest dresses are worn to be taken off.
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Beautiful Clothes Sex
The speed of a runaway horse counts for nothing.
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Animal Count Horse Speed Wasted
The dead drug leaves a ghost behind. At certain hours it haunts the house.
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Death Drugs Ghost Home
The eyes of the dead are closed gently; we also have to open gently the eyes of the living.
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Death Eyes Live
Continue reading Proust. His magnificent intelligence is particularly fond of describing stupidity. Which is ultimately exhausting.
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Himself Reading Stupidity
What the public criticizes in you, cultivate. It is you.
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Criticism Cultivate Hate Inspirational Motivational Public Yourself
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
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
Fight any instinct to be humorless, for humorlessness is the worst of all absurdities.
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Fight Humor Intuition Mad Worst
I have lost my seven best friends, which is to say God has had mercy on me seven times without realizing it. He lent a friendship, took it from me, sent me another.
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Best Friendship God Lost Mercy Myself
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
We shelter an angel within us. We must be the guardians of that angel.
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Angel Home Protection Shelter
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
I know that poetry is indispensable, but to what I could not say.
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Myself Poetry Talk
I only fear the death of others. For me, true death is that of the people I love.
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Death Fear Love Myself People
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

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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