A man must dream a long time in order to act with grandeur, and dreaming is nursed in darkness. — Jean Genet Copy Share Image
“The severe and at times almost condemning glance - a glance that seems to pass judgment - with which the homosexual appraises… — Jean Genet Copy Share Image
The time for reasoning is past; now's the time to get steamed up and fight like mad. — Jean Genet Copy Share Image
“But I shall transmit their names far down the ages. These names alone will remain in the future, divested of their objects.… — Jean Genet Copy Share Image
“The hour between dog and wolf, that is, dusk, when the two can’t be distinguished from each other, suggests a lot of… — Jean Genet Copy Share Image
“Certain acts dazzle us and light up blurred surfaces, if our eyes are sharp enough to see them in a flash, for… — Jean Genet Copy Share Image
“It was the first time I saw the look on the face of the people I robbed: it was ugly. I was… — Jean Genet Copy Share Image
I'm homosexual. How and why are idle questions. It's a little like wanting to know why my eyes are green. — Jean Genet Copy Share Image
Worse than not realizing the dreams of your youth, would be to have been young and never dreamed at all. — Jean Genet Copy Share Image
The most reasonable man always manages, when he pulls the trigger, to become a dispenser of justice. — Jean Genet Copy Share Image
Repudiating the virtues of your world, criminals hopelessly agree to organize a forbidden universe. They agree to live in it. The air there is… — Jean Genet Copy Share Image
Perhaps all music, even the newest, is not so much something discovered as something that re-emerges from where it lay buried in the memory,… — Jean Genet Copy Share Image
Love makes use of the worst traps. The least noble. The rarest. It exploits coincidence. — Jean Genet Copy Share Image
“They made comments about the women's legs, but, as they were not witty, their remarks had no finesse. Since their emotion was not torn… — Jean Genet Copy Share Image
“Thereafter, he ennobled shame. He bore it in my presence like a burden, like a tiger clinging to his shoulders, the threat of which… — Jean Genet Copy Share Image
Prison, dungeons, blessed places where evil is impossible because they are the crossroads of all the evil in the world. One cannot commit evil… — Jean Genet Copy Share Image
A great wind swept over the ghetto, carrying away shame, invisibility and four centuries of humiliation. But when the wind dropped people saw it… — Jean Genet Copy Share Image
