The fame of heroes owes little to the extent of their conquests and all to the success of the tributes paid to them.
JEAN GENETThe time for reasoning is past; now’s the time to get steamed up and fight like mad.
More Jean Genet Quotes
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There is a close relationship between flowers and convicts.
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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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What I did not yet know so intensely was the hatred of the white American for the black, a hatred so deep that I wonder if every white man in this country, when he plants a tree, doesn’t see Negroes hanging from its branches.
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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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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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Violence is a calm that disturbs you.
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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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It’s the hour when night breaks away from the day, my dove, let me go.
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What we need is hatred. From it our ideas are born.
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Though they may not always be handsome men doomed to evil posses the manly virtues.
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They spent their time doing nothing… they let intimacy fuse them.
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Every premeditated murder is always governed by a preparatory ceremonial and is always followed by a propitiatory ceremonial. The meaning of both eludes the murderers mind.
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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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Men endowed with a wild imagination should have, in addition, the great poetic faculty of denying our universe and its values so that they may act upon it with sovereign ease.
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Slowly but surly I want to strip her of every kind of happiness as to make a saint of her.
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