I’m homosexual. How and why are idle questions. It’s a little like wanting to know why my eyes are green.
JEAN GENETRepudiating 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.
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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To achieve harmony in bad taste is the height of elegance.
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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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Though they may not always be handsome men doomed to evil posses the manly virtues.
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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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Would Hamlet have felt the delicious fascination of suicide if he hadn’t had an audience, and lines to speak?
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Poetry is the break (or rather the meeting at the breaking point) between the visible and the invisible.
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It’s a true image, born of a false spectacle.
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By stretching language we’ll distort it sufficiently to wrap ourselves in it and hide.
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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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Worse than not realizing the dreams of your youth, would be to have been young and never dreamed at all.
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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.
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I recognize in thieves, traitors and murderers, in the ruthless and the cunning, a deep beauty – a sunken beauty.
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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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