I love my cats because I love my home, and little by little they become its visible soul. – Jean Cocteau
I believe in luck: how else can you explain the success of those you dislike? – Jean Cocteau
I love my cats because I love my home, and little by little they become its visible soul. – Jean Cocteau
I believe in luck: how else can you explain the success of those you dislike? – Jean Cocteau
An artist cannot speak about his art any more than a plant can discuss horticulture. – Jean Cocteau
Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying. – Jean Cocteau