Hell is of this world and there are men who are unhappy escapees from hell, escapees destined ETERNALLY to reenact their escape.
ANTONIN ARTAUDYou are quite unnecessary, young man!
More Antonin Artaud Quotes
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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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I am stigmatized by a living death in which real death holds no terrors for me.
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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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When I think about myself, my thought seeks itself in the ether of a new space. I am on the moon as others are on their balconies. I participate in planetary gravitation in the fissures of my mind.
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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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Leave the caves of being. Come. The mind breathes outside the mind. The time has come to abandon your lodgings. Surrender to the Universal Thought. The Marvelous is at the root of the mind.
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You are quite unnecessary, young man!
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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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Without sarcasm I sink into chaos.
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The idea of a detached art, of poetry as a charm which exists only to distract our leisure, is a decadent idea and an unmistakable symptom of our power to castrate.
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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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[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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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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Tragedy on the stage is no longer enough for me, I shall bring it into my own life.
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All true language is incomprehensible, like the chatter of a beggar’s teeth.
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