Poetry is the break (or rather the meeting at the breaking point) between the visible and the invisible.
JEAN GENET- 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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I’m homosexual. How and why are idle questions. It’s a little like wanting to know why my eyes are green.
More Jean Genet Quotes
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Poetry is the break (or rather the meeting at the breaking point) between the visible and the invisible.
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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.
JEAN GENETRepudiating 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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Violence is a calm that disturbs you.
JEAN GENETViolence is a calm that disturbs you.
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I decided to be what crime made of me.
JEAN GENETI decided to be what crime made of me.
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Beauty is the projection of ugliness and by developing certain monstrosities we obtain the purest ornaments.
JEAN GENETBeauty is the projection of ugliness and by developing certain monstrosities we obtain the purest ornaments.
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By stretching language we’ll distort it sufficiently to wrap ourselves in it and hide.
JEAN GENETBy stretching language we’ll distort it sufficiently to wrap ourselves in it and hide.
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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.
JEAN GENETI’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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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.
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 main object of a revolution is the liberation of man… not the interpretation and application of some transcendental ideology.
JEAN GENETThe main object of a revolution is the liberation of man… not the interpretation and application of some transcendental ideology.
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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.
JEAN GENETThe 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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Power may be at the end of a gun, but sometimes it’s also at the end of the shadow or the image of a gun.
JEAN GENETPower may be at the end of a gun, but sometimes it’s also at the end of the shadow or the image of a gun.
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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.
JEAN GENETOne 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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Added to the moral solitude of the murderer comes the solitude of the artist, which can acknowledge no authority, save that of another artist.
JEAN GENETAdded to the moral solitude of the murderer comes the solitude of the artist, which can acknowledge no authority, save that of another artist.
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Would Hamlet have felt the delicious fascination of suicide if he hadn’t had an audience, and lines to speak?
JEAN GENETWould Hamlet have felt the delicious fascination of suicide if he hadn’t had an audience, and lines to speak?
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There is a close relationship between flowers and convicts.
JEAN GENETThere is a close relationship between flowers and convicts.
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What 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 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.
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