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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.

Jean Cocteau

French people are Italian people in a bad mood.
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Attitude Bad Identity Mood People Personality
I love cats because I enjoy my home; and little by little, they become its visible soul.
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Animal Cat Enjoyment Home Love Myself Soul Visible
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
There’s no such thing as love; only proof of love.
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Deep Evidence Love Philosophy
Every day in the mirror I watch death at work.
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Day Death Mirror Myself Work
I know that poetry is indispensable, but to what I could not say.
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Myself Poetry Talk
You’ve never seen death? Look in the mirror every day and you will see it like bees working in a glass hive.
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Death Mirror See Yourself
Film will only became an art when its materials are as inexpensive as pencil and paper.
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Artist Cost Material Money Movie
Lying is the only art form that the public sanctions and instinctively prefers to reality.
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Art Lying Preference Reality
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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Forever God Infinity Mystery Ourselves
After the writer’s death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter.
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Death Journal Receive Writing
A film is a petrified fountain of thought.
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Fountain Movie One Liner Thinking
Anything of any importance cannot help but be unrecognizable, since it bears no resemblance to anything already known.
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Help Important Recognition
Art is not a pastime but a priesthood.
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Art Past Religious Time
The job of the poet (a job which can’t be learned) consists of placing those objects of the visible world which have become invisible due to the glue of habit, in an unusual position which strikes the soul and gives them a tragic force.
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Force Habit Learning Object Place Poet Position Soul Tragedy Visible World
Continue reading Proust. His magnificent intelligence is particularly fond of describing stupidity. Which is ultimately exhausting.
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Himself Reading Stupidity

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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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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