They spent their time doing nothing… they let intimacy fuse them.
JEAN GENETBeauty is the projection of ugliness and by developing certain monstrosities we obtain the purest ornaments.
More Jean Genet Quotes
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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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By stretching language we’ll distort it sufficiently to wrap ourselves in it and hide.
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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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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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Anyone who knows a strange fact shares in its singularity.
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Worse than not realizing the dreams of your youth, would be to have been young and never dreamed at all.
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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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A man must dream a long time in order to act with grandeur, and dreaming is nursed in darkness.
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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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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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Erotic play discloses a nameless world which is revealed by the nocturnal language of lovers. Such language is not written down. It is whispered into the ear at night in a hoarse voice. At dawn it is forgotten.
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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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Love makes use of the worst traps. The least noble. The rarest. It exploits coincidence.
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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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