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An artist cannot speak about his art any more than a plant can discuss horticulture.

Jean Cocteau

What the public criticizes in you, cultivate. It is you.
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Criticism Cultivate Hate Inspirational Motivational Public Yourself
If a poet has a dream, it is not of becoming famous, but of being believed.
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Believe Deep Dreams Famous Poet
We shelter an angel within us. We must be the guardians of that angel.
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Angel Home Protection Shelter
One of the characteristics of the dream is that nothing surprises us in it. With no regret, we agree to live in it with strangers, completely cut off from our habits and friends.
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Character Dreams Friendship Habit Live Regret Stranger Surprise
Art is science in the flesh.
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Art Body One Liner Science
Since these mysteries exceed my grasp, I shall pretend to have organized them.
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Myself Mystery Organization Pretend
A true photographer is as rare as a true poet or a true painter.
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Artist Paint Photograph Poet Rare True
The artist is a kind of prison from which the works of art escape.
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Artist Escape Kind Prison Work
Elegance ceases to exist when it is noticed.
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Elegant Existence Notice
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
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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Comfortable Fear Luxury Money Play Reward
One must not mistake majority for truth.
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Deep Mistake One Liner Oneself Truth
Art produces ugly things which frequently become more beautiful with time. Fashion, on the other hand, produces beautiful things which always become ugly with time.
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Art Beautiful Fashion Hands Production Time Ugly
Continue reading Proust. His magnificent intelligence is particularly fond of describing stupidity. Which is ultimately exhausting.
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Himself Reading Stupidity
All good music resembles something. Good music stirs by its mysterious resemblance to the objects and feelings which motivated it.
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Feeling Goodness Motivational Music Mystery Object
I have not looked at a newspaper in twenty years; if one is brought into the room, I flee. This is not because I am indifferent but because one cannot follow every road.
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Difference Follow Myself Road Room

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