Quote #2
A prig always finds a last refuge in responsibility.
More from Jean Cocteau
- I have a piece of great and sad news to tell you: I am dead.
- I am a lie who always speaks the truth.
- The Louvre is like the morgue; one goes there to identify one's friends.
- Poets don't draw. They unravel their handwriting and then tie it up again, but differently.
- True realism consists in revealing the surprising things which habit keeps covered and prevents us from seeing.
- 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.
- Mystery has its own mysteries, and there are gods above gods. We have ours, they have theirs. That is what's known as infinity.
- The day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.