There are mornings when all men experience with fatigue a flush of tenderness that makes them horny.
JEAN GENETThere are mornings when all men experience with fatigue a flush of tenderness that makes them horny.
JEAN GENETWhat 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.
JEAN GENETWould Hamlet have felt the delicious fascination of suicide if he hadn’t had an audience, and lines to speak?
JEAN GENETI’m homosexual. How and why are idle questions. It’s a little like wanting to know why my eyes are green.
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.
JEAN GENETThere is a close relationship between flowers and convicts.
JEAN GENETThe main object of a revolution is the liberation of man… not the interpretation and application of some transcendental ideology.
JEAN GENETBeauty is the projection of ugliness and by developing certain monstrosities we obtain the purest ornaments.
JEAN GENETThe vaporish cocaine loosens the contours of their lives and sets their bodies adrift, and so they are untouchable.
JEAN GENETMy 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.
JEAN GENETI decided to be what crime made of me.
JEAN GENETThe most reasonable man always manages, when he pulls the trigger, to become a dispenser of justice.
JEAN GENETWhat we need is hatred. From it our ideas are born.
JEAN GENETAnyone who knows a strange fact shares in its singularity.
JEAN GENETBy stretching language we’ll distort it sufficiently to wrap ourselves in it and hide.
JEAN GENETBeauty 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.
JEAN GENET