Though they may not always be handsome men doomed to evil posses the manly virtues.
JEAN GENETThere are mornings when all men experience with fatigue a flush of tenderness that makes them horny.
More Jean Genet Quotes
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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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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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Anyone who hasn’t experienced the ecstasy of betrayal knows nothing about ecstasy at all.
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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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Beauty is the projection of ugliness and by developing certain monstrosities we obtain the purest ornaments.
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A man must dream a long time in order to act with grandeur, and dreaming is nursed in darkness.
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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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Men endowed with a wild imagination should have, in addition, the great poetic faculty of denying our universe and its values so that they may act upon it with sovereign ease.
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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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Violence is a calm that disturbs you.
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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 vaporish cocaine loosens the contours of their lives and sets their bodies adrift, and so they are untouchable.
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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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By stretching language we’ll distort it sufficiently to wrap ourselves in it and hide.
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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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