You must now go home, where everything -- you can be quite sure -- will be falser than here....You must go now. You'll leave by the right, through the alley....
Jean GenetMots clés reality
The pimp has a grin, never a smile.
Jean GenetIt's the hour when night breaks away from the day, my dove, let me go.
Jean GenetMots clés sunrise
It's a true image, born of a false spectacle.
Jean GenetMots clés reality fiction drama
Neither the state guards nor the municipal police stopped me. What they saw going by was no longer a man but the curious product of misfortune, something to which laws could not be applied. I had exceeded the bounds of indecency.
Jean GenetMots clés misfortune thief genet indecency jean
It was the first time I saw the look on the face of the people I robbed: it was ugly. I was the cause of such ugliness, and the only thing that made me feel was a cruel pleasure which, I thought, was bound to transfigure my own face, to make me resplendent. I was then 23 years old. From that moment on, I felt capable of advancing in cruelty.
Jean GenetMots clés cruelty ugliness thief jean-genet
Though they may not always be handsome men doomed to evil posses the manly virtues.
Jean GenetMots clés evil handsome thief jean-genet
Betrayal is beautiful.
Jean GenetMots clés betrayal thief jean-genet
[Y]ou're in a fog. When you circle round, you watch us live. You watch us struggle and you're envious.
Jean Geneton him, under him, with his mouth pressed to hers, he sang to her uncouth songs that moved through her body.
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