Life consists of burning up questions.
ANTONIN ARTAUD
I abandon myself to the fever of dreams, in search for new laws.
More Antonin Artaud Quotes
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Life consists of burning up questions.
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Those who live, live off the dead.
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The actor is an athlete of the heart.
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I do not like detached creation. Neither can I conceive of the mind as detached from itself. Each of my works, each diagram of myself, each glacial flowering of my inmost soul dribbles over me.
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I do not work within the confines of any realm. I work in the unique moment of duration.
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There are those who go to the theatre as they would go to a brothel.
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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 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 have need of angels. Enough hell has swallowed me for too many years. But finally understand this–I have burned up one hundred thousand human lives already, from the strength of my pain.
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Don’t tire yourself more than need be, even at the price of founding a culture on the fatigue of your bones.
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I am a man by virtue of my hands and my feet, my belly, my heart of meat, my stomach whose knots reunite me to the putrefaction of life.
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The truth of life lies in the impulsiveness of matter. The mind of man has been poisoned by concepts. Do not ask him to be content, ask him only to be calm, to believe that he has found his place. But only the madman is really calm.
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Tragedy on the stage is no longer enough for me, I shall bring it into my own life.
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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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We have the right to lie, but not about the heart of the matter.
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