After the writer’s death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter.
JEAN COCTEAUAfter the writer’s death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter.
JEAN COCTEAUI have lost my seven best friends, which is to say God has had mercy on me seven times without realizing it. He lent a friendship, took it from me, sent me another.
JEAN COCTEAUThe ability to laugh heartily is the sign of a healthy soul.
JEAN COCTEAUYouth can only assert itself through the conviction that its ventures surpass all others and resemble nothing.
JEAN COCTEAUI have seafoam in my veins, I understand the language of waves.
JEAN COCTEAUThe reward of art is not fame or success but intoxication: that is why so many bad artists are unable to give it up.
JEAN COCTEAUSince the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.
JEAN COCTEAUWe must believe in luck. For how else can we explain the success of those we don’t like?
JEAN COCTEAUAn artist cannot speak about his art any more than a plant can discuss horticulture.
JEAN COCTEAUPoetry, being elegance itself, cannot hope to achieve visibility… It insists on living its own life.
JEAN COCTEAUNever 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.
JEAN COCTEAUSilence moves faster when it’s going backward.
JEAN COCTEAUNot only should you not accept a prize. You should not try to deserve one either.
JEAN COCTEAUMay the devil himself splatter you with dung.
JEAN COCTEAUArt is science in the flesh.
JEAN COCTEAUThe extreme limit of wisdom, that’s what the public calls madness.
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