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The vaporish cocaine loosens the contours of their lives and sets their bodies adrift, and so they are untouchable.

Jean Genet

It’s the hour when night breaks away from the day, my dove, let me go.
JEAN GENET

Break Day Let Go Myself Night
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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Authentic Beauty Himself Man Quit Solitude Source Temporary Wound
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.
JEAN GENET

Blessing Evil Place Prison World
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.
JEAN GENET

Brutal Close Flower Nature Relationship
By stretching language we’ll distort it sufficiently to wrap ourselves in it and hide.
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Hide Language Ourselves Stretch Wrap
Anyone who’s never experienced the pleasure of betrayal doesn’t know what pleasure is.
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Betrayal Experience Happiness Pleasure
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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Dawn Language Morning Name Play Reveal Voice Whisper
The main object of a revolution is the liberation of man… not the interpretation and application of some transcendental ideology.
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Application Ideology Liberty Man Object Revolution
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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Body Himself Move
Love makes use of the worst traps. The least noble. The rarest. It exploits coincidence.
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Coincidence Love Rare Worst
Betrayal is beautiful.
JEAN GENET

Beautiful Betrayal One Liner
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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Discover Memories Music Myself New Silence
I decided to be what crime made of me.
JEAN GENET

Crime Decision Myself
Would Hamlet have felt the delicious fascination of suicide if he hadn’t had an audience, and lines to speak?
JEAN GENET

Audience Delicious Fascination Talk
Beauty is the projection of ugliness and by developing certain monstrosities we obtain the purest ornaments.
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Beautiful Monster Ornament Projection Purity Ugly
I’m homosexual. How and why are idle questions. It’s a little like wanting to know why my eyes are green.
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Eyes Myself Question Sexuality Silly

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