Emotion resulting from a work of art is only of value when it is not obtained by sentimental blackmail.


Jean Cocteau

896

The extreme limit of wisdom, that’s what the public calls madness.


Jean Cocteau

896

The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth.


Jean Cocteau

896

I am a lie who always speaks the truth.


Jean Cocteau

896

The reward of art is not fame or success but intoxication: that is why so many bad artists are unable to give it up.


Jean Cocteau

896

I believe in luck: how else can you explain the success of those you dislike?


Jean Cocteau

896

We must believe in luck. For how else can we explain the success of those we don’t like?


Jean Cocteau

896

The instinct of nearly all societies is to lock up anybody who is truly free. First, society begins by trying to beat you up. If this fails, they try to poison you. If this fails too, the finish by loading honors on your head.


Jean Cocteau

896

I have a piece of great and sad news to tell you: I am dead.


Jean Cocteau

896

Poetry is indispensable - if I only knew what for.


Jean Cocteau

896

The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth.


Jean Cocteau

896

Children and lunatics cut the Gordian knot which the poet spends his life patiently trying to untie.


Jean Cocteau

896

A true poet does not bother to be poetical. Nor does a nursery gardener scent his roses.


Jean Cocteau

896

The poet doesn’t invent. He listens.


Jean Cocteau

896

I love cats because I enjoy my home and little by little, they become its visible soul.


Jean Cocteau

896

All good music resembles something. Good music stirs by its mysterious resemblance to the objects and feelings which motivated it.


Jean Cocteau

896

A film is a petrified fountain of thought.


Jean Cocteau

896

I have lost my seven best friends, which is to say God has had mercy on me seven times without realizing it. He lent a friendship, took it from me, sent me another.


Jean Cocteau

896

The reward of art is not fame or success but intoxication: that is why so many bad artists are unable to give it up.


Jean Cocteau

896

Art is not a pastime but a priesthood.


Jean Cocteau

896

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