Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of — Jean Cocteau
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Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of the train while it is still moving. It is to concern oneself with something other than life or death.

— Jean Cocteau
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