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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.

Jean Cocteau

A film is a petrified fountain of thought.
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Fountain Movie One Liner Thinking
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
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
Poetry is a religion with no hope.
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Hope One Liner Poet Poetry Religion
I know that poetry is indispensable, but to what I could not say.
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Myself Poetry Talk
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
Poetry is a religion without hope. The poet exhausts himself in its service, knowing that, in the long run, a masterpiece is nothing but the performance of a trained dog on very shaky ground.
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Animal Dog Hope Performance Poetry Religion Service Training
One must not mistake majority for truth.
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Deep Mistake One Liner Oneself Truth
After the writer’s death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter.
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Death Journal Receive Writing
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
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
A true poet does not bother to be poetical. Nor does a nursery gardener scent his roses.
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Himself Poet Rose True
It is excruciating to be an unbeliever with a spirit that is deeply religious.
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Believe Deep Religious Spirit
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
Art produces ugly things which frequently become more beautiful with time. Fashion, on the other hand, produces beautiful things which always become ugly with time.
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Art Beautiful Fashion Hands Production Time Ugly
Since these mysteries exceed my grasp, I shall pretend to have organized them.
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Myself Mystery Organization Pretend

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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