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Love is mainly an affair of short spasms. If these spasms disappoint us, love dies. It is very seldom that it weathers the experience and becomes friendship.

Jean Cocteau

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
Since these mysteries exceed my grasp, I shall pretend to have organized them.
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Myself Mystery Organization Pretend
Poetry is indispensable – if I only knew what for.
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Myself Poetry Reason
Never 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.
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Appearance Better Delicate Discover Force Lose Yourself
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.
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Display Disturb Myself Paint Writing
Poetry is a religion without hope. The poet exhausts himself in its service, knowing that, in the long run, a masterpiece is nothing but the performance of a trained dog on very shaky ground.
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Animal Dog Hope Performance Poetry Religion Service Training
Youth is certain what it rejects before it knows what it will accept.
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Acceptance Rejection Youth
I only fear the death of others. For me, true death is that of the people I love.
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Death Fear Love Myself People
Art is a marriage of the conscious and the unconscious.
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Art Conscious Deep Marriage Philosophy Spiritual
Beauty cannot be recognized with a cursory glance.
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Beautiful Curse Recognition
It is difficult to live without opium after having known it because it is difficult, after knowing opium, to take earth seriously. And unless one is a saint, it is difficult to live without taking earth seriously.
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Difficult Earth Live Serious
I have a piece of great and sad news to tell you: I am dead.
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Death Greatness Media Myself News Pieces Sad Yourself
An artist cannot speak about his art any more than a plant can discuss horticulture.
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Art Artist Discussion Plant Talk Voice
An original artist is unable to copy. So he has only to copy in order to be original.
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Artist Copy Job Order Original
I feel myself inhabited by a force or being — very little known to me. It gives the orders; I follow.
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Control Feeling Myself
After the writer’s death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter.
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Death Journal Receive Writing

Love is mainly an affair of short spasms. If these spasms disappoint us, love dies. It is very seldom that it weathers the experience and becomes friendship.

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Love is mainly an affair of short spasms. If these spasms disappoint us, love dies. It is very seldom that it weathers the experience and becomes friendship.

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