Love is mainly an affair of short spasms. If these spasms disappoint us, love dies. It is very seldom that it weathers… — Jean Cocteau Copy Share Image
I shall never forget what I saw at the Museum of Modern Art: in a spotless schoolroom, fifty little girls painting away… — Jean Cocteau Copy Share Image
The preservation of friendship is seen as opportunism. You are required to be in one camp or the other. You are enjoined… — Jean Cocteau Copy Share Image
If an addict who has been completely cured starts smoking again he no longer experiences the discomfort of his first addiction. There… — Jean Cocteau Copy Share Image
Never do what a specialist can do better. Discover your own specialty. Do not despair if your specialty appears to be more… — Jean Cocteau Copy Share Image
What is line? It is life. A line must live at each point along its course in such a way that the… — Jean Cocteau Copy Share Image
Keep braiding one's wavelengths back into oneself. That way they gain all the more external power and surround us with a huge… — Jean Cocteau Copy Share Image
I have not looked at a newspaper in twenty years; if one is brought into the room, I flee. This is not… — Jean Cocteau Copy Share Image
I want the kind of readers who remain children at any cost. I can tell them at a glance: loyalty to that… — Jean Cocteau Copy Share Image
What is history after all? History is facts which become lies in the end. — Jean Cocteau Copy Share Image
Love is mainly an affair of short spasms. If these spasms disappoint us, love dies. It is very seldom that it weathers the experience… — Jean Cocteau Copy Share Image
I believe in luck: how else can you explain the success of those you dislike? — Jean Cocteau Copy Share Image
Fight any instinct to be humorless, for humorlessness is the worst of all absurdities. — Jean Cocteau Copy Share Image
Lying is the only art form that the public sanctions and instinctively prefers to reality. — Jean Cocteau Copy Share Image
The dead drug leaves a ghost behind. At certain hours it haunts the house. — Jean Cocteau Copy Share Image
My method is simple: not to bother about poetry. It must come of its own accord. Merely whispering its name drives it away. — Jean Cocteau Copy Share Image
If a poet has a dream, it is not of becoming famous, but of being believed. — Jean Cocteau Copy Share Image
