Would Hamlet have felt the delicious fascination of suicide if he hadn’t had an audience, and lines to speak?
JEAN GENETWould Hamlet have felt the delicious fascination of suicide if he hadn’t had an audience, and lines to speak?
JEAN GENETThere are mornings when all men experience with fatigue a flush of tenderness that makes them horny.
JEAN GENETAnyone who hasn’t experienced the ecstasy of betrayal knows nothing about ecstasy at all.
JEAN GENETI recognize in thieves, traitors and murderers, in the ruthless and the cunning, a deep beauty – a sunken beauty.
JEAN GENETBeauty is the projection of ugliness and by developing certain monstrosities we obtain the purest ornaments.
JEAN GENETThe time for reasoning is past; now’s the time to get steamed up and fight like mad.
JEAN GENETPerhaps 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.
JEAN GENETIt’s the hour when night breaks away from the day, my dove, let me go.
JEAN GENETMen 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.
JEAN GENETWorse than not realizing the dreams of your youth, would be to have been young and never dreamed at all.
JEAN GENETPower 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.
JEAN GENETI’m homosexual. How and why are idle questions. It’s a little like wanting to know why my eyes are green.
JEAN GENETThe most reasonable man always manages, when he pulls the trigger, to become a dispenser of justice.
JEAN GENETLove makes use of the worst traps. The least noble. The rarest. It exploits coincidence.
JEAN GENETThe 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.
JEAN GENETThough they may not always be handsome men doomed to evil posses the manly virtues.
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