‘Today the artist is a saint who writes his own life’
Edmund White, 9 March 1995
“... tormented), living in a forest or by the sea or in any event in romantic isolation (the alibi of love), Genet was picturing the gaudy homosexual ghetto of Montmartre, without alibis or medical aetiology, and was delineating gay friendships and rivalries and inventing the drag queen for French literature. ‘But why would you want to reduce a great writer ... ”