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When we see life, we call it beautiful. When we see death, we call it ugly. But it is more beautiful still to see oneself living at great speed, right up to the moment of death.

Jean Genet

Anyone who hasn’t experienced the ecstasy of betrayal knows nothing about ecstasy at all.
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Betrayal Experience Happiness
Beauty is the projection of ugliness and by developing certain monstrosities we obtain the purest ornaments.
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Beautiful Monster Ornament Projection Purity Ugly
Repudiating the virtues of your world, criminals hopelessly agree to organize a forbidden universe. They agree to live in it. The air there is nauseating. They can breathe it.
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Agreement Breathe Crime Hope Virtue World
I’m homosexual. How and why are idle questions. It’s a little like wanting to know why my eyes are green.
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Eyes Myself Question Sexuality Silly
Prisons! Prisons! Prisons, dungeons, blessed places where evil is impossible since they are the crossroads of all the malediction in the world. One cannot commit evil in evil.
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Blessing Evil Place Prison World
Beauty has no other origin than the singular wound, different in every case, hidden or visible, which each man bears within himself, which he preserves, and into which he withdraws when he would quit the world for a temporary but authentic solitude.
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Authentic Beauty Himself Man Quit Solitude Source Temporary Wound
I could not take lightly the idea that people made love without me.
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Ideas Light Love Myself People
Love makes use of the worst traps. The least noble. The rarest. It exploits coincidence.
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Coincidence Love Rare Worst
What we need is hatred. From it our ideas are born.
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Born Hate Ideas Need
It’s the hour when night breaks away from the day, my dove, let me go.
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Break Day Let Go Myself Night
Creation is not a light-hearted game. The creator commits to a terrible adventure, which is to take up-on himself all of the dangers that his creatures run.
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Commitment Creation Creature Game Heart Light Run
On him, under him, with his mouth pressed to hers, he sang to her uncouth songs that moved through her body.
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Body Himself Move
I don’t want to disappear.
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Disappear Lost Myself
Anyone who knows a strange fact shares in its singularity.
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Fact Share Strange
Perhaps all music, even the newest, is not so much something discovered as something that re-emerges from where it lay buried in the memory, inaudible as a melody cut in a disc of flesh. A composer lets me hear a song that has always been shut up silent within me.
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Discover Memories Music Myself New Silence
There is a close relationship between flowers and convicts. The fragility and delicacy of the former are of the same nature as the brutal insensitivity of the latter.
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Brutal Close Flower Nature Relationship

When we see life, we call it beautiful. When we see death, we call it ugly. But it is more beautiful still to see oneself living at great speed, right up to the moment of death.

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When we see life, we call it beautiful. When we see death, we call it ugly. But it is more beautiful still to see oneself living at great speed, right up to the moment of death.

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