Betrayal is beautiful.
JEAN GENETWhen we see life, we call it beautiful. When we see death, we call it ugly. But it is more beautiful still to see oneself living at great speed, right up to the moment of death.
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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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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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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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Slowly but surly I want to strip her of every kind of happiness as to make a saint of her.
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I don’t want to disappear.
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Beauty is the projection of ugliness and by developing certain monstrosities we obtain the purest ornaments.
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I decided to be what crime made of me.
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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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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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Crimes of which a people is ashamed constitute its real history. The same is true of man.
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Would Hamlet have felt the delicious fascination of suicide if he hadn’t had an audience, and lines to speak?
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The main object of a revolution is the liberation of man… not the interpretation and application of some transcendental ideology.
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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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A man must dream a long time in order to act with grandeur, and dreaming is nursed in darkness.
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