More quotes by Jean Cocteau
An artist cannot speak about his art any more than a plant can discuss horticulture.
I have a piece of great and sad news to tell you: I am dead.
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When, musing on companions gone,
We doubly feel ourselves alone.
I live in that solitude which is painful in youth, but delicious in the years of maturity.
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