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They spent their time doing nothing… they let intimacy fuse them.

Jean Genet

Would Hamlet have felt the delicious fascination of suicide if he hadn’t had an audience, and lines to speak?
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Audience Delicious Fascination Talk
Anyone who knows a strange fact shares in its singularity.
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Fact Share Strange
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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Brutal Close Flower Nature Relationship
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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Commitment Creation Creature Game Heart Light Run
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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Himself Home Street Talk
I could not take lightly the idea that people made love without me.
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Ideas Light Love Myself People
It’s a true image, born of a false spectacle.
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Born Fake Image True
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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Agreement Breathe Crime Hope Virtue World
Worse than not realizing the dreams of your youth, would be to have been young and never dreamed at all.
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Dreams Realize Regret Worst Young Yourself Youth
Though they may not always be handsome men doomed to evil posses the manly virtues.
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Appearance Handsome Men Virtue
A man must dream a long time in order to act with grandeur, and dreaming is nursed in darkness.
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Act Dreams Man Nurse Order Time
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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Happiness Knowledge Royalty Secret Solitude State Understand Vulnerable
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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Eyes Myself Question Sexuality Silly
When 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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Beautiful Death Life Moments See
The vaporish cocaine loosens the contours of their lives and sets their bodies adrift, and so they are untouchable.
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Cocaine Live Touch
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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Authentic Beauty Himself Man Quit Solitude Source Temporary Wound
By stretching language we’ll distort it sufficiently to wrap ourselves in it and hide.
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Hide Language Ourselves Stretch Wrap
The most reasonable man always manages, when he pulls the trigger, to become a dispenser of justice.
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Justice Man Management Reason Trigger Weapon
The pimp has a grin, never a smile.
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Devil Difference Smile
There is a close relationship between flowers and convicts.
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Convict Flower Relationship
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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Blessing Evil Place Prison World
Poetry is the break (or rather the meeting at the breaking point) between the visible and the invisible.
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Break Poet Poetry Visible Writing
The main object of a revolution is the liberation of man… not the interpretation and application of some transcendental ideology.
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Application Ideology Liberty Man Object Revolution
Violence is a calm that disturbs you.
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Calm Disturb Violence Yourself
Beauty is the projection of ugliness and by developing certain monstrosities we obtain the purest ornaments.
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Beautiful Monster Ornament Projection Purity Ugly
It’s the hour when night breaks away from the day, my dove, let me go.
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Break Day Let Go Myself Night
Love makes use of the worst traps. The least noble. The rarest. It exploits coincidence.
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Coincidence Love Rare Worst

They spent their time doing nothing… they let intimacy fuse them.

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