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Slowly but surly I want to strip her of every kind of happiness as to make a saint of her.

Jean Genet

Crimes of which a people is ashamed constitute its real history. The same is true of man.
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Crime Man People Shame True
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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Feeling Flaw Follow Himself Man Remember Save
The time for reasoning is past; now’s the time to get steamed up and fight like mad.
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Fight Inspirational Mad Past Reason Time
I decided to be what crime made of me.
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Crime Decision Myself
To achieve harmony in bad taste is the height of elegance.
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Achievement Bad Happiness Harmony Taste
Creation is not a light-hearted game. The creator commits to a terrible adventure, which is to take up-on himself all of the dangers that his creatures run.
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Commitment Creation Creature Game Heart Light Run
The pimp has a grin, never a smile.
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Devil Difference Smile
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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Brutal Close Flower Nature Relationship
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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Greatness Imagination Man Universe Wild
It’s the hour when night breaks away from the day, my dove, let me go.
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Break Day Let Go Myself Night
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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Agreement Breathe Crime Hope Virtue World
The vaporish cocaine loosens the contours of their lives and sets their bodies adrift, and so they are untouchable.
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Cocaine Live Touch
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
Worse than not realizing the dreams of your youth, would be to have been young and never dreamed at all.
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Dreams Realize Regret Worst Young Yourself Youth
It’s a true image, born of a false spectacle.
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Born Fake Image True
What we need is hatred. From it our ideas are born.
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Born Hate Ideas Need

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