If I commit suicide, it will not be to destroy myself but to put myself back together again.
ANTONIN ARTAUDIf our life lacks a constant magic it is because we choose to observe our acts and lose ourselves in consideration of their imagined form and meaning, instead of being impelled by their force.
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There is nothing like an insane asylum for gently incubating death.
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We do not die because we have to die; we die because one day, and not so long ago, our consciousness was forced to deem it necessary.
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Cruelty in the theatre is unrelenting decisiveness, diligence, strictness.
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Before our eyes is fought a battle of symbols, for there can be theatre only from the moment when the impossible really begins and when the poetry that occurs on the stage sustains and superheats the realized symbols.
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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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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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How hard is it, when everything encourages us to sleep, though we may look about us with conscious, clinging eyes, to wake and yet look about us as in a dream, with eyes that no longer know their function and whose gaze is turned inward.
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I call for actors burning at the stakes, laughing at the flames.
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It is not opium which makes me work but its absence, and in order for me to feel its absence it must from time to time be present.
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The actor is an athlete of the heart.
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I see in the act of throwing the dice and of risking the affirmation of some intuitively felt truth, however uncertain, my whole reason for living.
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A real theatrical experience shakes the calm of the senses, liberates the compressed unconscious and drives towards a kind of potential revolt.
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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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Squander your riches far from this unfeeling body to which no season, either spiritual or sensual, makes any difference.
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Like all magic cultures expressed by appropriate hieroglyphs, the true theater has its shadows too, and, of all languages and all arts, the theater is the only one left whose shadows have shattered their limitations.
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