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 GENETThe 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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The vaporish cocaine loosens the contours of their lives and sets their bodies adrift, and so they are untouchable.
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Anyone who’s never experienced the pleasure of betrayal doesn’t know what pleasure is.
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One 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.
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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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The pimp has a grin, never a smile.
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Poetry is the break (or rather the meeting at the breaking point) between the visible and the invisible.
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The time for reasoning is past; now’s the time to get steamed up and fight like mad.
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Added to the moral solitude of the murderer comes the solitude of the artist, which can acknowledge no authority, save that of another artist.
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I don’t want to disappear.
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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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I decided to be what crime made of me.
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Violence is a calm that disturbs you.
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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 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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What 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.
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