An original artist is unable to copy. So he has only to copy in order to be original. – Jean Cocteau
The day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying. – Jean Cocteau
An original artist is unable to copy. So he has only to copy in order to be original. – Jean Cocteau
The day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying. – Jean Cocteau
I love cats because I enjoy my home and little by little, they become its visible soul. – Jean Cocteau
After the writers death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter. – Jean Cocteau