I recognize in thieves, traitors and murderers, in the ruthless and the cunning, a deep beauty – a sunken beauty.
JEAN GENETThere is a close relationship between flowers and convicts.
More Jean Genet Quotes
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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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The vaporish cocaine loosens the contours of their lives and sets their bodies adrift, and so they are untouchable.
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My heart’s in my hand, and my hand is pierced, and my hand’s in the bag, and the bag is shut, and my heart is caught.
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The pimp has a grin, never a smile.
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One can hear all that’s going on in the street. Which means that from the street one can hear what’s going on in this house.
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The time for reasoning is past; now’s the time to get steamed up and fight like mad.
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There is a close relationship between flowers and convicts.
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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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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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I don’t want to disappear.
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Poetry is the break (or rather the meeting at the breaking point) between the visible and the invisible.
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If we behave like those on the other side, then we are the other side. Instead of changing the world, all we’ll achieve is a reflection of the one we want to destroy.
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Solitude, as I understand it, does not signify an unhappy state, but rather secret royalty, profound incommunicability yet a more or less obscure knowledge of an invulnerable singularity.
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I could not take lightly the idea that people made love without me.
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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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