Jean Cocteau

It is not I who become addicted, it is my body.

— Jean Cocteau

If an addict who has been completely cured starts smoking again he no longer experiences the discomfort of his first addiction. There exists, therefore, outside alkaloids and habit, a sense for opium, an intangible habit which lives on, despite the recasting of the organism. The dead drug leaves a ghost behind. At certain hours it haunts the house.

— Jean Cocteau

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

Art is science made clear.

— Jean Cocteau

One must be a living man and a posthumous artist.

— Jean Cocteau

If a hermit lives in a state of ecstasy, his lack of comfort becomes the height of comfort. He must relinquish it.

— Jean Cocteau

A car can massage organs which no masseur can reach. It is the one remedy for the disorders of the great sympathetic nervous system.

— Jean Cocteau

There is always a period when a man with a beard shaves it off. This period does not last. He returns headlong to his beard.

— Jean Cocteau

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

What the public criticizes in you, cultivate. It is you.

— Jean Cocteau

If it has to choose who is to be crucified, the crowd will always save Barabbas.

— Jean Cocteau

I have a piece of great and sad news to tell you: I am dead.

— Jean Cocteau

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

— Jean Cocteau

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

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

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.

— Jean Cocteau

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

— Jean Cocteau

I am a lie who always speaks the truth.

— Jean Cocteau

Life is a horizontal fall.

— Jean Cocteau

The greatest masterpiece in literature is only a dictionary out of order.

— Jean Cocteau

We must believe in luck. For how else can we explain the success of those we don't like?

— Jean Cocteau

A film is a petrified fountain of thought.

— Jean Cocteau

The Louvre is a morgue; you go there to identify your friends.

— Jean Cocteau

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

— Jean Cocteau

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

The joy of youth is to disobey; but the trouble is that there are no longer any orders.

— Jean Cocteau

When a work appears to be ahead of its time, it is only the time that is behind the work.

— Jean Cocteau

Poetry is indispensable --if I only knew what for.

— Jean Cocteau

Such is the role of poetry. It unveils, in the strict sense of the word. It lays bare, under a light which shakes off torpor, the surprising things which surround us and which our senses record mechanically.

— Jean Cocteau

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

— Jean Cocteau

Style is a simple way of saying complicated things.

— Jean Cocteau

What is line? It is life. A line must live at each point along its course in such a way that the artist's presence makes itself felt above that of the model. With the writer, line takes precedence over form and content. It runs through the words he assembles. It strikes a continuous note unperceived by ear or eye. It is, in a way, the soul's style, and if the line ceases to have a life of its own, if it only describes an arabesque, the soul is missing and the writing dies.

— Jean Cocteau

Tact is knowing how far to go too far.

— Jean Cocteau

Tact in audacity consists in knowing how far we may go too far.

— Jean Cocteau

Wealth is an inborn attitude of mind, like poverty. The pauper who has made his pile may flaunt his spoils, but cannot wear them plausibly.

— Jean Cocteau

The extreme limit of wisdom --that's what the public calls madness.

— Jean Cocteau

We must believe in luck. For how else can we explain the success of those we don’t like?

— Jean Cocteau

It is difficult to live without opium after having known it because it is difficult, after knowing opium, to take earth seriously. And unless one is a saint, it is difficult to live without taking earth seriously.

— Jean Cocteau