Saint Genet

Jean Paul Sartre

I have been looking for a copy of this since July, when a friend in Paris brought my attention towards Genet. Criminal and author, Genet proves to be a fascinating character, and I would deffinately recommend a copy of this to anyone lucky enough to come across one. Anyways, this week I finally got my hands on one at a used book store here in Toronto.

Strange Hell Of Beauty…

Genet Drifts from the Ethics of Evil to a black aestheticism. The metamorphosis takes place at first without his realizing it: he thinks that he is still living beneath the sun of Satan when a new sun rises: Beauty. This future writer was obviously not spoiled at birth: no “aristic nature,” no “poetic gift.” At the age of fifteen, he dreamt only of doing harm. When he encountered beauty, it was a late revelation, a late-season fruit. 









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