The time for reasoning is past; now’s the time to get steamed up and fight like mad.
JEAN GENETThe vaporish cocaine loosens the contours of their lives and sets their bodies adrift, and so they are untouchable.
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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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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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Anyone who hasn’t experienced the ecstasy of betrayal knows nothing about ecstasy at all.
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I could not take lightly the idea that people made love without me.
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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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The main object of a revolution is the liberation of man… not the interpretation and application of some transcendental ideology.
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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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Love makes use of the worst traps. The least noble. The rarest. It exploits coincidence.
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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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Limited by the world, which I oppose, jagged by it, I shall be all the more handsome and sparkling as the angles which wound me and give me shape are more acute and the jagging more cruel.
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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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There are mornings when all men experience with fatigue a flush of tenderness that makes them horny.
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By stretching language we’ll distort it sufficiently to wrap ourselves in it and hide.
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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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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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