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 GENETErotic 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 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.
JEAN GENETSlowly but surly I want to strip her of every kind of happiness as to make a saint of her.
JEAN GENETIt’s a true image, born of a false spectacle.
JEAN GENETLimited 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.
JEAN GENETI decided to be what crime made of me.
JEAN GENETLove makes use of the worst traps. The least noble. The rarest. It exploits coincidence.
JEAN GENETI give the name violence to a boldness lying idle and enamored of danger.
JEAN GENETViolence is a calm that disturbs you.
JEAN GENETThey spent their time doing nothing… they let intimacy fuse them.
JEAN GENETCrimes of which a people is ashamed constitute its real history. The same is true of man.
JEAN GENETThe pimp has a grin, never a smile.
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 GENETThere is a close relationship between flowers and convicts.
JEAN GENETMen 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.
JEAN GENETI don’t want to disappear.
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