Whatever the world condemns you for, make it your own. It is yourself.
JEAN COCTEAUI have a piece of great and sad news to tell you: I am dead.
More Jean Cocteau Quotes
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I have a piece of great and sad news to tell you: I am dead.
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Art is a marriage of the conscious and the unconscious.
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I feel myself inhabited by a force or being — very little known to me. It gives the orders; I follow.
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Children and lunatics cut the Gordian knot which the poet spends his life patiently trying to untie.
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Style is a simple way of saying complicated things.
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If a poet has a dream, it is not of becoming famous, but of being believed.
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Silence moves faster when it’s going backward.
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Continue reading Proust. His magnificent intelligence is particularly fond of describing stupidity. Which is ultimately exhausting.
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Art is not a pastime but a priesthood.
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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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Nothing ever gets anywhere. The earth keeps turning round and gets nowhere. The moment is the only thing that counts.
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There’s no such thing as love; only proof of love.
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Poetry 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.
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A film is a petrified fountain of thought.
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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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The extreme limit of wisdom, that’s what the public calls madness.
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We must believe in luck. For how else can we explain the success of those we don’t like?
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An artist cannot speak about his art any more than a plant can discuss horticulture.
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Elegance ceases to exist when it is noticed.
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Living is a horizontal fall.
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The ability to laugh heartily is the sign of a healthy soul.
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Every day in the mirror I watch death at work.
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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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May the devil himself splatter you with dung.
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Fight any instinct to be humorless, for humorlessness is the worst of all absurdities.
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The speed of a runaway horse counts for nothing.
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