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The extreme limit of wisdom, that’s what the public calls madness.

Jean Cocteau

There’s no such thing as love; only proof of love.
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Deep Evidence Love Philosophy
I have seafoam in my veins, I understand the language of waves.
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Language Myself Nature Ocean Understand
A true poet does not bother to be poetical. Nor does a nursery gardener scent his roses.
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Himself Poet Rose True
The public is never pleased with what we do, wanting always a copy of what we have done.
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Imitation Ourselves Public
Appreciation of art is a moral erection, otherwise mere dilettantism.
JEAN COCTEAU

Art Moral Praise
Living is a horizontal fall.
JEAN COCTEAU

Fall Live One Liner Perspective
You’ve never seen death? Look in the mirror every day and you will see it like bees working in a glass hive.
JEAN COCTEAU

Death Mirror See Yourself
The dead drug leaves a ghost behind. At certain hours it haunts the house.
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Death Drugs Ghost Home
After you have written a thing and you reread it, there is always the temptation to fix it up, to improve it, to remove its poison, blunt its sting.
JEAN COCTEAU

Poison Reading Remove Temptation Writing Yourself
The eyes of the dead are closed gently; we also have to open gently the eyes of the living.
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Death Eyes Live
Youth is certain what it rejects before it knows what it will accept.
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Acceptance Rejection Youth
One must not mistake majority for truth.
JEAN COCTEAU

Deep Mistake One Liner Oneself Truth
The poet, by composing poems, uses a language that is neither dead nor living, that few people speak, and few people understand We are the servants of an unknown force that lives within us, manipulates us, and dictates this language to us.
JEAN COCTEAU

Creation Force Himself Language Live Manipulation People Poem Poet Understand
Art is not a pastime but a priesthood.
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Art Past Religious Time
Mystery has its own mysteries, and there are gods above gods. We have ours, they have theirs. That is what’s known as infinity.
JEAN COCTEAU

Forever God Infinity Mystery Ourselves
Picasso said that everything is a miracle, that it’s a miracle that we don’t dissolve in our baths.
JEAN COCTEAU

Funny Magic Miracle Ourselves Water

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