To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I h — Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
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To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream......if I have complained too long, it is because my memory, no longer having any fixed abode, has to carry its luggage with it.

— Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
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