Man seeks to escape himself in myth, and does so by any means at his disposal. Drugs, alcohol, or lies. Unable to withdraw into himself, he disguises himself. Lies and inaccuracy give him a few moments of comfort.
Quote by Jean Cocteau
I believe in luck: how else can you explain the success of those you don't...
I have a piece of great and sad news to tell you: I am dead.
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There are too many souls of wood not to love those wooden characters who do...
Tact in audacity is knowing how far you can go without going too far.
Poets don't draw. They unravel their handwriting and then tie it up again, but differently.
Whatever the public blames you for, cultivate it; it is yourself
Art is a marriage of the conscious and the unconscious.
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After the writer's death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter.
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The worst tragedy for a poet is to be admired through being misunderstood.
The Louvre is a morgue; you go there to identify your friends.
Money couldn't buy friends, but you got a better class of enemy.
You show people what you're willing to fight for when you fight your friends.
My friends are Peter Gabriel, Bruce Springsteen, and we're singing about mortality, getting older. It's...