Jean Cocteau Quotes about Death

Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.
"Postambule". "La Fin du Potomac". Book by Jean Cocteau, 1939.
I have a piece of great and sad news to tell you: I am dead.
"Visite". Discours du Grand Sommeil, 1920.
After the writer's death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter.
Jean Cocteau, Pierre Chanel (1988). “Past tense: diaries”, Harcourt