The fame of heroes owes little to the extent of their conquests and all to the success of the tributes paid to them.
JEAN GENETThe fame of heroes owes little to the extent of their conquests and all to the success of the tributes paid to them.
JEAN GENETViolence is a calm that disturbs you.
JEAN GENETI could not take lightly the idea that people made love without me.
JEAN GENETAdded to the moral solitude of the murderer comes the solitude of the artist, which can acknowledge no authority, save that of another artist.
JEAN GENETRepudiating 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.
JEAN GENETWhat I did not yet know so intensely was the hatred of the white American for the black, a hatred so deep that I wonder if every white man in this country, when he plants a tree, doesn’t see Negroes hanging from its branches.
JEAN GENETSolitude, 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.
JEAN GENETWould Hamlet have felt the delicious fascination of suicide if he hadn’t had an audience, and lines to speak?
JEAN GENETPoetry is the break (or rather the meeting at the breaking point) between the visible and the invisible.
JEAN GENETThe 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.
JEAN GENETIt’s the hour when night breaks away from the day, my dove, let me go.
JEAN GENETI recognize in thieves, traitors and murderers, in the ruthless and the cunning, a deep beauty – a sunken beauty.
JEAN GENETWorse than not realizing the dreams of your youth, would be to have been young and never dreamed at all.
JEAN GENETAnyone who hasn’t experienced the ecstasy of betrayal knows nothing about ecstasy at all.
JEAN GENETTo achieve harmony in bad taste is the height of elegance.
JEAN GENETPower 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.
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