I recognize in thieves, traitors and murderers, in the ruthless and the cunning, a deep beauty – a sunken beauty.
JEAN GENETSolitude, 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 vaporish cocaine loosens the contours of their lives and sets their bodies adrift, and so they are untouchable.
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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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Anyone who’s never experienced the pleasure of betrayal doesn’t know what pleasure is.
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What we need is hatred. From it our ideas are born.
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I give the name violence to a boldness lying idle and enamored of danger.
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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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Beauty is the projection of ugliness and by developing certain monstrosities we obtain the purest ornaments.
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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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Men endowed with a wild imagination should have, in addition, the great poetic faculty of denying our universe and its values so that they may act upon it with sovereign ease.
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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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There is a close relationship between flowers and convicts.
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By stretching language we’ll distort it sufficiently to wrap ourselves in it and hide.
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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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Would Hamlet have felt the delicious fascination of suicide if he hadn’t had an audience, and lines to speak?
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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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