Violence is a calm that disturbs you.
JEAN GENETCreation 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.
More Jean Genet Quotes
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Crimes of which a people is ashamed constitute its real history. The same is true of man.
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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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If we behave like those on the other side, then we are the other side. Instead of changing the world, all we’ll achieve is a reflection of the one we want to destroy.
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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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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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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.
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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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Every premeditated murder is always governed by a preparatory ceremonial and is always followed by a propitiatory ceremonial. The meaning of both eludes the murderers mind.
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I give the name violence to a boldness lying idle and enamored of danger.
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Worse than not realizing the dreams of your youth, would be to have been young and never dreamed at all.
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Though they may not always be handsome men doomed to evil posses the manly virtues.
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The pimp has a grin, never a smile.
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It’s the hour when night breaks away from the day, my dove, let me go.
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Erotic play discloses a nameless world which is revealed by the nocturnal language of lovers. Such language is not written down. It is whispered into the ear at night in a hoarse voice. At dawn it is forgotten.
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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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