The day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying. Auteur: Jean Cocteau Copy Quote More from Jean Cocteau “Emotion resulting from a work of art is only of value when it is not obtained b…” “Il y a une parte de vérité qui sort de nous que ce n'est pas le rêve, ce n'est …” “Living is a horizontal fall.” “A child's reaction to this type of calamity is twofold and extreme. Not knowing…”