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Anyone who’s never experienced the pleasure of betrayal doesn’t know what pleasure is.

Jean Genet

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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Discover Memories Music Myself New Silence
The time for reasoning is past; now’s the time to get steamed up and fight like mad.
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Fight Inspirational Mad Past Reason Time
It’s a true image, born of a false spectacle.
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Born Fake Image True
Anyone who hasn’t experienced the ecstasy of betrayal knows nothing about ecstasy at all.
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Betrayal Experience Happiness
By stretching language we’ll distort it sufficiently to wrap ourselves in it and hide.
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Hide Language Ourselves Stretch Wrap
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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Hand Heart Myself Trap
I don’t want to disappear.
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Disappear Lost Myself
What we need is hatred. From it our ideas are born.
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Born Hate Ideas Need
There is a close relationship between flowers and convicts. The fragility and delicacy of the former are of the same nature as the brutal insensitivity of the latter.
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Brutal Close Flower Nature Relationship
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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Commitment Creation Creature Game Heart Light Run
A man must dream a long time in order to act with grandeur, and dreaming is nursed in darkness.
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Act Dreams Man Nurse Order Time
I give the name violence to a boldness lying idle and enamored of danger.
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Bold Dangerous Lying Name Violence
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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Feeling Flaw Follow Himself Man Remember Save
I recognize in thieves, traitors and murderers, in the ruthless and the cunning, a deep beauty – a sunken beauty.
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Beautiful Myself Recognition Thief
It’s the hour when night breaks away from the day, my dove, let me go.
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Break Day Let Go Myself Night
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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Achievement Behavior Change Destroy Reflection

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