Catastrophe, riots, factories blowing up, armies in flight, flood - the ear can detect a whole apocalypse in the starry night of the human body.
Jean CocteauSince the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.
Jean CocteauThe poet Paul รluard says that to understand my film version of Beauty and the Beast, you must love your dog more than your car.
Jean Cocteau