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.
ANTONIN ARTAUDI 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.
More Antonin Artaud Quotes
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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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Squander your riches far from this unfeeling body to which no season, either spiritual or sensual, makes any difference.
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I am stigmatized by a living death in which real death holds no terrors for me.
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Destroy yourselves, you who are desperate, and you who are tortured in body and soul, abandon all hope. There is no more solace for you in this world. The world lives off your rotting flesh.
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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 do not work within the confines of any realm. I work in the unique moment of duration.
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Actors are athletes of the heart.
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Excuse my absolute freedom. I refuse to make a distinction between any of the moments of myself.
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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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We must wash literature off ourselves. We want to be men above all, to be human.
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No one has ever written, painted, sculpted, modeled, built, or invented except literally to get out of hell.
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So society has strangled in its asylums all those it wanted to get rid of or protect itself from, because they refused to become its accomplices in certain great nastinesses.
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Cruelty signifies rigor, implacable intention and decision, irreversible and absolute determination.
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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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In our present state of degeneration it is through the skin that metaphysics must be made to re-enter our minds.
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