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Cultivate everything the critics hated in your first work – that’s what makes you unique.

Jean Cocteau

Art is a marriage of the conscious and the unconscious.
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Art Conscious Deep Marriage Philosophy Spiritual
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.
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Creation Force Himself Language Live Manipulation People Poem Poet 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 only way to kill death is through photography.
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Camera Death Kill Photography Way
Do as the beautiful woman: see to your figure and your petticoats. Though, of course, I am not speaking literally.
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Beautiful Myself See Talk Woman
Film will only became an art when its materials are as inexpensive as pencil and paper.
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Artist Cost Material Money Movie
Appreciation of art is a moral erection, otherwise mere dilettantism.
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Art Moral Praise
I know that poetry is indispensable, but to what I could not say.
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Myself Poetry Talk
The artist is a kind of prison from which the works of art escape.
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Artist Escape Kind Prison Work
Lying is the only art form that the public sanctions and instinctively prefers to reality.
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Art Lying Preference Reality
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
When a work appears to be ahead of its time, it is only the time that is behind the work.
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Appearance Deep Perspective Time Work
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
Here I am trying to live, or rather, I am trying to teach the death within me how to live.
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Death Live Myself Teaching Try
Art is science in the flesh.
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Art Body One Liner Science
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

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