Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.
JEAN COCTEAUListen carefully to first criticisms made of your work. Note just what it is about your work that critics don’t like – then cultivate it. That’s the only part of your work that’s individual and worth keeping.
More Jean Cocteau Quotes
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Not only should you not accept a prize. You should not try to deserve one either.
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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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What the public criticizes in you, cultivate. It is you.
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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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Picasso said that everything is a miracle, that it’s a miracle that we don’t dissolve in our baths.
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A true poet does not bother to be poetical. Nor does a nursery gardener scent his roses.
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The reward of art is not fame or success but intoxication: that is why so many bad artists are unable to give it up.
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Art is not a pastime but a priesthood.
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Wealth is an inborn attitude of mind, like poverty. The pauper who has made his pile may flaunt his spoils, but cannot wear them plausibly.
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Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of the train while it is still moving. It is to concern oneself with something other than life or death.
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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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The speed of a runaway horse counts for nothing.
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Cultivate everything the critics hated in your first work – that’s what makes you unique.
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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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An artist cannot speak about his art any more than a plant can discuss horticulture.
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