An artist cannot speak about his art any more than a plant can discuss horticulture.
JEAN COCTEAUAn artist cannot speak about his art any more than a plant can discuss horticulture.
JEAN COCTEAUWe shelter an angel within us. We must be the guardians of that angel.
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.
JEAN COCTEAUAppreciation of art is a moral erection, otherwise mere dilettantism.
JEAN COCTEAUBeauty cannot be recognized with a cursory glance.
JEAN COCTEAUYou’ve never seen death? Look in the mirror every day and you will see it like bees working in a glass hive.
JEAN COCTEAUMay the devil himself splatter you with dung.
JEAN COCTEAUThe 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.
JEAN COCTEAUPoetry is a religion with no hope.
JEAN COCTEAUPicasso said that everything is a miracle, that it’s a miracle that we don’t dissolve in our baths.
JEAN COCTEAUYouth can only assert itself through the conviction that its ventures surpass all others and resemble nothing.
JEAN COCTEAUPoetry 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.
JEAN COCTEAUThe joy of the young is to disobey.
JEAN COCTEAUThe prettiest dresses are worn to be taken off.
JEAN COCTEAUOne must not mistake majority for truth.
JEAN COCTEAUA film is a petrified fountain of thought.
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