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.
JEAN GENETEvery premeditated murder is always governed by a preparatory ceremonial and is always followed by a propitiatory ceremonial. The meaning of both eludes the murderers mind.
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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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There are mornings when all men experience with fatigue a flush of tenderness that makes them horny.
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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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Every premeditated murder is always governed by a preparatory ceremonial and is always followed by a propitiatory ceremonial. The meaning of both eludes the murderers mind.
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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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The main object of a revolution is the liberation of man… not the interpretation and application of some transcendental ideology.
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It’s the hour when night breaks away from the day, my dove, let me go.
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A man must dream a long time in order to act with grandeur, and dreaming is nursed in darkness.
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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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I give the name violence to a boldness lying idle and enamored of danger.
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Beauty has no other origin than the singular wound, different in every case, hidden or visible, which each man bears within himself, which he preserves, and into which he withdraws when he would quit the world for a temporary but authentic solitude.
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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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I decided to be what crime made of me.
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The vaporish cocaine loosens the contours of their lives and sets their bodies adrift, and so they are untouchable.
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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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