" This is the house that was waiting for me. I live in the refuge, far from the bells of the Palais-Royal. It gives me the example of the absurdly beautiful stubbornness of plants. I find memories of old campaigns where I dreamed of Paris, when I dreamed later, in Paris, to flee it. The water of the moat and the sun paint their false moving marbles on the walls of my room. Spring is jubilant everywhere. "
Maison Jean Cocteau
Museum House