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Prisons! Prisons! Prisons, dungeons, blessed places where evil is impossible since they are the crossroads of all the malediction in the world. One cannot commit evil in evil.

Jean Genet

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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Acknowledgement Artist Moral Murder Save Solitude
By stretching language we’ll distort it sufficiently to wrap ourselves in it and hide.
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Hide Language Ourselves Stretch Wrap
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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Greatness Imagination Man Universe Wild
Anyone who knows a strange fact shares in its singularity.
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Fact Share Strange
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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End Gun Image Power Shadow Weapon
They spent their time doing nothing… they let intimacy fuse them.
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Fuse Intimacy Time
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.
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Beautiful Death Life Moments See
Slowly but surly I want to strip her of every kind of happiness as to make a saint of her.
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Happiness Herself Kind Slow
I decided to be what crime made of me.
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Crime Decision Myself
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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Dawn Language Morning Name Play Reveal Voice Whisper
It’s a true image, born of a false spectacle.
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Born Fake Image True
There are mornings when all men experience with fatigue a flush of tenderness that makes them horny.
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Experience Horny Morning
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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Happiness Knowledge Royalty Secret Solitude State Understand Vulnerable
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
To achieve harmony in bad taste is the height of elegance.
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Achievement Bad Happiness Harmony Taste
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.
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Himself Home Street Talk

Prisons! Prisons! Prisons, dungeons, blessed places where evil is impossible since they are the crossroads of all the malediction in the world. One cannot commit evil in evil.

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