I could not take lightly the idea that people made love without me.
JEAN GENETThe main object of a revolution is the liberation of man… not the interpretation and application of some transcendental ideology.
More Jean Genet Quotes
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Anyone who knows a strange fact shares in its singularity.
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I give the name violence to a boldness lying idle and enamored of danger.
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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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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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Slowly but surly I want to strip her of every kind of happiness as to make a saint of her.
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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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By stretching language we’ll distort it sufficiently to wrap ourselves in it and hide.
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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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A man must dream a long time in order to act with grandeur, and dreaming is nursed in darkness.
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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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Beauty has no other origin than the singular wound, different in every case, hidden or visible, which each man bears within himself, which he preserves, and into which he withdraws when he would quit the world for a temporary but authentic solitude.
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It’s the hour when night breaks away from the day, my dove, let me go.
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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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I decided to be what crime made of me.
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Anyone who’s never experienced the pleasure of betrayal doesn’t know what pleasure is.
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