Jean Cocteau Quotes

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

- Jean Cocteau

Love, Pet, I Love, Cats

True realism consists in revealing the surprising things which habit keeps covered and prevents us from seeing.

- Jean Cocteau

Which, Revealing, Prevents, Realism

Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of the train while it is still moving. It is to concern oneself with something other than life or death.

- Jean Cocteau

Love, Other, Still, Occurs

Tact in audacity is knowing how far you can go without going too far.

- Jean Cocteau

Knowing, How, How Far, Audacity

Art is not a pastime but a priesthood.

- Jean Cocteau

Art, Pastime, Priesthood

Take a commonplace, clean it and polish it, light it so that it produces the same effect of youth and freshness and originality and spontaneity as it did originally, and you have done a poet's job. The rest is literature.

- Jean Cocteau

Rest, Clean, Originality, Commonplace

Film will only became an art when its materials are as inexpensive as pencil and paper.

- Jean Cocteau

Art, Paper, Became, Materials

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

- Jean Cocteau

Poetry, Bother, Nor, Poetical

Style is a simple way of saying complicated things.

- Jean Cocteau

Complicated, Simple Way, Complicated Things

Commissions suit me. They set limits. Jean Marais dared me to write play in which he would not speak in the first act, would weep for joy in the second and in the last would fall backward down a flight of stairs.

- Jean Cocteau

Play, Stairs, Flight, Jean

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

Instinct, Anybody, Nearly, Honors

The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth.

- Jean Cocteau

Truth, Poetry, Always, Liar

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

Friendship, Which, Took, Realizing

The actual tragedies of life bear no relation to one's preconceived ideas. In the event, one is always bewildered by their simplicity, their grandeur of design, and by that element of the bizarre which seems inherent in them.

- Jean Cocteau

Always, Which, Actual, Preconceived

After the writer's death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter.

- Jean Cocteau

Death, Receiving, His, Journal

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

- Jean Cocteau

Life, Cut, Which, Patiently

Poets don't draw. They unravel their handwriting and then tie it up again, but differently.

- Jean Cocteau

Differently, Tie, Unravel, Handwriting

Mystery has its own mysteries, and there are gods above gods. We have ours, they have theirs. That is what's known as infinity.

- Jean Cocteau

Mystery, Ours, Known, Infinity

One of the characteristics of the dream is that nothing surprises us in it. With no regret, we agree to live in it with strangers, completely cut off from our habits and friends.

- Jean Cocteau

Habits, Cut, Characteristics, Surprises

The worst tragedy for a poet is to be admired through being misunderstood.

- Jean Cocteau

Tragedy, Through, Admired, Misunderstood

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

- Jean Cocteau

Work, Art, Emotion, Sentimental

There are too many souls of wood not to love those wooden characters who do indeed have a soul.

- Jean Cocteau

Love, Soul, Souls, Wooden

Asking an artist to talk about his work is like asking a plant to discuss horticulture.

- Jean Cocteau

Artist, Asking, His, Discuss

An original artist is unable to copy. So he has only to copy in order to be original.

- Jean Cocteau

Art, Original, Unable, Be Original

An artist cannot speak about his art any more than a plant can discuss horticulture.

- Jean Cocteau

Art, Artist, His, Discuss

In Paris, everybody wants to be an actor; nobody is content to be a spectator.

- Jean Cocteau

Paris, Actor, Everybody, Spectator

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

- Jean Cocteau

Music, Motivated, Which, Feelings

Life is a horizontal fall.

- Jean Cocteau

Life, Fall, Life Is A, Horizontal

Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.

- Jean Cocteau

Death, Began, Toward, Hurrying

The day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.

- Jean Cocteau

Death, Began, Toward, Hurrying

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