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.
JEAN COCTEAUEverything 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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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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We shelter an angel within us. We must be the guardians of that angel.
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If a poet has a dream, it is not of becoming famous, but of being believed.
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I only fear the death of others. For me, true death is that of the people I love.
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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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Living is a horizontal fall.
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Mirrors should reflect a little before throwing back images.
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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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Nothing ever gets anywhere. The earth keeps turning round and gets nowhere. The moment is the only thing that counts.
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Do as the beautiful woman: see to your figure and your petticoats. Though, of course, I am not speaking literally.
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When a work appears to be ahead of its time, it is only the time that is behind the work.
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I love cats because I enjoy my home; and little by little, they become its visible soul.
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Style is a simple way of saying complicated things.
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A film is a petrified fountain of thought.
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The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth.
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