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.
JEAN GENETI decided to be what crime made of me.
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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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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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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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Would Hamlet have felt the delicious fascination of suicide if he hadn’t had an audience, and lines to speak?
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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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The main object of a revolution is the liberation of man… not the interpretation and application of some transcendental ideology.
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I recognize in thieves, traitors and murderers, in the ruthless and the cunning, a deep beauty – a sunken beauty.
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Every premeditated murder is always governed by a preparatory ceremonial and is always followed by a propitiatory ceremonial. The meaning of both eludes the murderers mind.
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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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The pimp has a grin, never a smile.
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There are mornings when all men experience with fatigue a flush of tenderness that makes them horny.
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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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Violence is a calm that disturbs you.
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Betrayal is beautiful.
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I give the name violence to a boldness lying idle and enamored of danger.
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