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A true poet does not bother to be poetical. Nor does a nursery gardener scent his roses.
Children and lunatics cut the Gordian knot which the poet spends his life patiently trying to untie.
The poet doesn’t invent. He listens.
I love cats because I enjoy my home and little by little, they become its visible soul.
All good music resembles something. Good music stirs by its mysterious resemblance to the objects and feelings which motivated it.
A film is a petrified fountain of thought.
Art is a marriage of the conscious and the unconscious.
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.
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.
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.