May the devil himself splatter you with dung.
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.
More Jean Cocteau Quotes
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Appreciation of art is a moral erection, otherwise mere dilettantism.
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Never do what a specialist can do better. Discover your own specialty. Do not despair if your specialty appears to be more delicate, a lesser thing. Make up in finesse what you lose in force.
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I know that poetry is indispensable, but to what I could not say.
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Art is not a pastime but a priesthood.
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The only way to kill death is through photography.
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A true poet does not bother to be poetical. Nor does a nursery gardener scent his roses.
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Lying is the only art form that the public sanctions and instinctively prefers to reality.
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Youth can only assert itself through the conviction that its ventures surpass all others and resemble nothing.
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Poetry is a religion with no hope.
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The dead drug leaves a ghost behind. At certain hours it haunts the house.
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We shelter an angel within us. We must be the guardians of that angel.
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Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.
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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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Anything of any importance cannot help but be unrecognizable, since it bears no resemblance to anything already known.
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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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