Squander your riches far from this unfeeling body to which no season, either spiritual or sensual, makes any difference.
ANTONIN ARTAUDLeave 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.
More Antonin Artaud Quotes
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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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You are quite unnecessary, young man!
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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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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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I call for actors burning at the stakes, laughing at the flames.
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If our life lacks a constant magic it is because we choose to observe our acts and lose ourselves in consideration of their imagined form and meaning, instead of being impelled by their force.
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Life consists of burning up questions.
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I see in the act of throwing the dice and of risking the affirmation of some intuitively felt truth, however uncertain, my whole reason for living.
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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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Cruelty in the theatre is unrelenting decisiveness, diligence, strictness.
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All true language is incomprehensible, like the chatter of a beggar’s teeth.
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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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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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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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Written poetry is worth reading once, and then should be destroyed. Let the dead poets make way for others.
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