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.
JEAN COCTEAUAnd 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.
More Jean Cocteau Quotes
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Here I am trying to live, or rather, I am trying to teach the death within me how to live.
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Every day in the mirror I watch death at work.
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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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There’s no such thing as love; only proof of love.
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Poetry is indispensable – if I only knew what for.
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Silence moves faster when it’s going backward.
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The extreme limit of wisdom, that’s what the public calls madness.
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The public is never pleased with what we do, wanting always a copy of what we have done.
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If a poet has a dream, it is not of becoming famous, but of being believed.
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Mystery has its own mysteries, and there are gods above gods. We have ours, they have theirs. That is what’s known as infinity.
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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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Youth can only assert itself through the conviction that its ventures surpass all others and resemble nothing.
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The prettiest dresses are worn to be taken off.
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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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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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