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.
JEAN GENETOne can hear all that’s going on in the street. Which means that from the street one can hear what’s going on in this house.
More Jean Genet Quotes
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What we need is hatred. From it our ideas are born.
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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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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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Crimes of which a people is ashamed constitute its real history. The same is true of man.
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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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Repudiating the virtues of your world, criminals hopelessly agree to organize a forbidden universe. They agree to live in it. The air there is nauseating. They can breathe it.
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Slowly but surly I want to strip her of every kind of happiness as to make a saint of her.
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They spent their time doing nothing… they let intimacy fuse them.
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The most reasonable man always manages, when he pulls the trigger, to become a dispenser of justice.
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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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The pimp has a grin, never a smile.
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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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It’s the hour when night breaks away from the day, my dove, let me go.
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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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Beauty is the projection of ugliness and by developing certain monstrosities we obtain the purest ornaments.
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