Tuesday, July 18, 2006

EXCERPTS FROM OUR LADY OF THE FLOWERS BY JEAN GENÉT

"Divine died yesterday in a pool of her vomited blood which was so red that as she expired, she had the supreme illusion that this blood was the visible equivalent of the black hole which a gutted violin, seen in a judge's office in the midst of a hodge-podge of pieces of evidence, revealed with dramatic insistence, as does a Jesus the guilded chancre where gleams His flaming Sacred Heart. So much for the divine aspect of her death." - pg. 57

"His gesture, though automatic, released within him, with a placenta of nobility, a series of sad and secret creatures." - pg. 68

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