We must wash literature off ourselves. We want to be men above all, to be human.
ANTONIN ARTAUDAnd if there is still one hellish, truly accursed thing in our time, it is our artistic dallying with forms, instead of being like victims burnt at the stake, signaling through the flames.
More Antonin Artaud Quotes
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There is in every madman a misunderstood genius whose idea, shining in his head, frightened people, and for whom delirium was the only solution to the strangulation that life had prepared for him.
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With society and its public, there is no longer any other language than that of bombs, barricades, and all that follows.
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The actor is merely a crude empiricist, a practitioner guided by vague instinct.
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Without sarcasm I sink into chaos.
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Excuse my absolute freedom. I refuse to make a distinction between any of the moments of myself.
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Hell is of this world and there are men who are unhappy escapees from hell, escapees destined ETERNALLY to reenact their escape.
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Actors are athletes of the heart.
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By suicide I introduce my design in nature, I shall for the first time give things the shape of my will … now I choose the direction of my thought and the direction of my faculties, my tendencies, my reality.
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The race of prophets is extinct. Europe is becoming set in its ways, slowly embalming itself beneath the wrappings of its borders, its factories, its law-courts and its universities. The frozen Mind cracks between the mineral staves which close upon it.
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There is nothing like an insane asylum for gently incubating death.
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I myself am an absolute abyss.
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You are quite unnecessary, young man!
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I know each conversation with a psychiatrist in the morning made me want to hang myself because I knew I could not strangle him.
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[defines a madman as] a man who preferred to become mad,in the socially accepted sense of the word, rather than forfeit a certain superior idea of human honor.
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I would like to write a Book which would drive men mad, which would be like an open door leading them where they would never have consented to go, in short, a door that opens onto reality.
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