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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 Genet

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
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
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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Eyes Myself Question Sexuality Silly
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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Body Himself Move
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
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
Betrayal is beautiful.
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Beautiful Betrayal One Liner
Though they may not always be handsome men doomed to evil posses the manly virtues.
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Appearance Handsome Men Virtue
To achieve harmony in bad taste is the height of elegance.
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Achievement Bad Happiness Harmony Taste
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
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
Worse than not realizing the dreams of your youth, would be to have been young and never dreamed at all.
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Dreams Realize Regret Worst Young Yourself Youth
I don’t want to disappear.
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Disappear Lost Myself
Violence is a calm that disturbs you.
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Calm Disturb Violence Yourself
I could not take lightly the idea that people made love without me.
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Ideas Light Love Myself People
There are mornings when all men experience with fatigue a flush of tenderness that makes them horny.
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Experience Horny Morning

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.

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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.

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