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.
JEAN GENETI’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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The vaporish cocaine loosens the contours of their lives and sets their bodies adrift, and so they are untouchable.
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The pimp has a grin, never a smile.
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I recognize in thieves, traitors and murderers, in the ruthless and the cunning, a deep beauty – a sunken beauty.
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There is a close relationship between flowers and convicts.
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Limited by the world, which I oppose, jagged by it, I shall be all the more handsome and sparkling as the angles which wound me and give me shape are more acute and the jagging more cruel.
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Added to the moral solitude of the murderer comes the solitude of the artist, which can acknowledge no authority, save that of another artist.
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There are mornings when all men experience with fatigue a flush of tenderness that makes them horny.
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Power may be at the end of a gun, but sometimes it’s also at the end of the shadow or the image of a gun.
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It’s the hour when night breaks away from the day, my dove, let me go.
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The despondency that follows makes me feel somewhat like a shipwrecked man who spies a sail, sees himself saved, and suddenly remembers that the lens of his spyglass has a flaw, a blurred spot — the sail he has seen.
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Violence is a calm that disturbs you.
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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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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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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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A man must dream a long time in order to act with grandeur, and dreaming is nursed in darkness.
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