Diary of Liss - Jean Genet

I ventured with love on the path that people call evil, so it led me to prison, and men condemned to evil are not always noble, but they possess the virtues of manhood, and they rush willingly without complaint, either by their will or because of an imposed incident, to shame and disgrace, by the strength of the same passionate love that destroys humans. The game of love exposes a nameless world, revealed by an unwritten language, whispering in the ear at night with a hoarse voice, and forgotten at dawn. The criminals, hopeless, agree to organize a forbidden world, living in denial of the virtues of the outside world. The air here induces nausea, but they breathe it — away from you — and take me with them as in love, away from the world and its laws. Dar Ru'ya for publishing and distribution