The time for reasoning is past; now’s the time to get steamed up and fight like mad.
JEAN GENETLove makes use of the worst traps. The least noble. The rarest. It exploits coincidence.
More Jean Genet Quotes
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I don’t want to disappear.
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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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Betrayal is beautiful.
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The most reasonable man always manages, when he pulls the trigger, to become a dispenser of justice.
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I give the name violence to a boldness lying idle and enamored of danger.
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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 fame of heroes owes little to the extent of their conquests and all to the success of the tributes paid to them.
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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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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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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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Love makes use of the worst traps. The least noble. The rarest. It exploits coincidence.
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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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The pimp has a grin, never a smile.
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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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Beauty is the projection of ugliness and by developing certain monstrosities we obtain the purest ornaments.
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