It’s a true image, born of a false spectacle.
JEAN GENETThe vaporish cocaine loosens the contours of their lives and sets their bodies adrift, and so they are untouchable.
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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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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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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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I decided to be what crime made of me.
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I don’t want to disappear.
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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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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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Beauty is the projection of ugliness and by developing certain monstrosities we obtain the purest ornaments.
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Anyone who hasn’t experienced the ecstasy of betrayal knows nothing about ecstasy at all.
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Anyone who knows a strange fact shares in its singularity.
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The fame of heroes owes little to the extent of their conquests and all to the success of the tributes paid to them.
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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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The pimp has a grin, never a smile.
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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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My heart’s in my hand, and my hand is pierced, and my hand’s in the bag, and the bag is shut, and my heart is caught.
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