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I feel that there is an angel inside me whom I am constantly shocking.
Category: Angels Author: Jean Cocteau
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Mirrors should think longer before they reflect.
Category: Appearance Author: Jean Cocteau
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An artist cannot talk about his art any more than a plant can discuss horticulture.
Category: Art Author: Jean Cocteau
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Here I am trying to live, or rather, I am trying to teach the death within me how to live.
Category: Carpe Diem Author: Jean Cocteau
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Listen 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.
Category: Critics Author: Jean Cocteau
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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.
Category: Drugs Author: Jean Cocteau
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Silence moves faster when it's going backward.
Category: Hmmm Author: Jean Cocteau
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Nothing ever gets anywhere. The earth keeps turning round and gets nowhere. The moment is the only thing that counts.
Category: Live Now Author: Jean Cocteau
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I believe in luck: how else can you explain the success of those you dislike?
Category: Luck Author: Jean Cocteau
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The poet doesn't invent. He listens.
Category: Poetry Author: Jean Cocteau
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The worst fate of a poet is to be admired without being understood.
Category: Poetry Author: Jean Cocteau
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Children and lunatics cut the Gordian knot which the poet spends his life patiently trying to untie.
Category: Poetry Author: Jean Cocteau
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A true poet does not bother to be poetical. Nor does a nursery gardener scent his roses.
Category: Poetry Author: Jean Cocteau
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