Excuse my absolute freedom. I refuse to make a distinction between any of the moments of myself.
ANTONIN ARTAUDYou are quite unnecessary, young man!
More Antonin Artaud Quotes
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All true language is incomprehensible, like the chatter of a beggar’s teeth.
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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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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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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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To break through language in order to touch life is to create or re-create the theater.
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There is nothing like an insane asylum for gently incubating death.
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I abandon myself to the fever of dreams, in search for new laws.
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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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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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And 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.
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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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Tragedy on the stage is no longer enough for me, I shall bring it into my own life.
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We have the right to lie, but not about the heart of the matter.
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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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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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