In our present state of degeneration it is through the skin that metaphysics must be made to re-enter our minds.
ANTONIN ARTAUDNo one has ever written, painted, sculpted, modeled, built, or invented except literally to get out of hell.
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Admittedly or not, conscious or unconscious, the poetic state, a transcendent experience of life, is what the public is fundamentally seeking through love, crime, drugs, war, or insurrection.
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Cruelty in the theatre is unrelenting decisiveness, diligence, strictness.
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So long as we have failed to eliminate any of the causes of human despair, we do not have the right to try to eliminate those means by which man tries to cleanse himself of despair.
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This is why true beauty never strikes us directly. The setting sun is beautiful because of all it makes us lose.
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Actors are athletes of the heart.
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I call for actors burning at the stakes, laughing at the flames.
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When we speak the word ‘life,’ it must be understood we are not referring to life as we know it from its surface of fact, but to that fragile, fluctuating center which forms never reach.
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I am stigmatized by a living death in which real death holds no terrors for me.
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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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If I commit suicide, it will not be to destroy myself but to put myself back together again.
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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 true theater, because it moves and makes use of living instruments, continues to stir up shadows where life has never ceased to grope its way.
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I myself am an absolute abyss.
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The fixation of the theater in one language–written words, music, lights, noises–betokens its imminent ruin.
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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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