When I write, I disturb. When I show a film, I disturb. When I exhibit my painting, I disturb, and I disturb if I don’t. I have a knack for disturbing.
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.
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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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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Tact in audacity is knowing how far you can go without going too far.
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The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth.
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All good music resembles something. Good music stirs by its mysterious resemblance to the objects and feelings which motivated it.
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Continue reading Proust. His magnificent intelligence is particularly fond of describing stupidity. Which is ultimately exhausting.
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The ability to laugh heartily is the sign of a healthy soul.
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French people are Italian people in a bad mood.
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Every day in the mirror I watch death at work.
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Youth can only assert itself through the conviction that its ventures surpass all others and resemble nothing.
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You have comfort. You don’t have luxury. And don’t tell me that money plays a part. The luxury I advocate has nothing to do with money. It cannot be bought. It is the reward of those who have NO Fear or Discomfort.
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Mirrors should reflect a little before throwing back images.
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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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Nothing ever gets anywhere. The earth keeps turning round and gets nowhere. The moment is the only thing that counts.
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Lying is the only art form that the public sanctions and instinctively prefers to reality.
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