In our present state of degeneration it is through the skin that metaphysics must be made to re-enter our minds.
ANTONIN ARTAUDAll writing is garbage. People who come out of nowhere to try and put into words any part of what goes on in their minds are pigs.
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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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Cruelty in the theatre is unrelenting decisiveness, diligence, strictness.
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Actors are athletes of the heart.
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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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The fixation of the theater in one language–written words, music, lights, noises–betokens its imminent ruin.
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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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A tainted society has invented psychiatry to defend itself against the investigations of certain superior intellects whose faculties of divination would be troublesome.
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Written poetry is worth reading once, and then should be destroyed. Let the dead poets make way for others.
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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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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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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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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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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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There is nothing like an insane asylum for gently incubating death.
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All writing is garbage. People who come out of nowhere to try and put into words any part of what goes on in their minds are pigs.
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