To break through language in order to touch life is to create or re-create the theater.
ANTONIN ARTAUDThe fixation of the theater in one language–written words, music, lights, noises–betokens its imminent ruin.
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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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The fixation of the theater in one language–written words, music, lights, noises–betokens its imminent ruin.
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There is nothing like an insane asylum for gently incubating death.
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I call for actors burning at the stakes, laughing at the flames.
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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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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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I am stigmatized by a living death in which real death holds no terrors for me.
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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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I cannot conceive any work of art as having a separate existence from life itself.
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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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Cruelty in the theatre is unrelenting decisiveness, diligence, strictness.
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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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Excuse my absolute freedom. I refuse to make a distinction between any of the moments of myself.
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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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Without sarcasm I sink into chaos.
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