The vaporish cocaine loosens the contours of their lives and sets their bodies adrift, and so they are untouchable.
JEAN GENETThe most reasonable man always manages, when he pulls the trigger, to become a dispenser of justice.
More Jean Genet Quotes
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Beauty is the projection of ugliness and by developing certain monstrosities we obtain the purest ornaments.
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Anyone who’s never experienced the pleasure of betrayal doesn’t know what pleasure is.
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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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By stretching language we’ll distort it sufficiently to wrap ourselves in it and hide.
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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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Love makes use of the worst traps. The least noble. The rarest. It exploits coincidence.
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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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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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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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Violence is a calm that disturbs you.
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I could not take lightly the idea that people made love without me.
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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.
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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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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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What we need is hatred. From it our ideas are born.
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