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The fixation of the theater in one language–written words, music, lights, noises–betokens its imminent ruin.

Antonin Artaud

Actors are athletes of the heart.
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Actor Athlete Heart One Liner
In consciousness dwells the wondrous, with it man attains the realm beyond the material, and the Peyote tells us, where to find it.
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Beyond Consciousness Finding Man Material Ourselves Wonder
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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Act Affirmation Live Myself Reason Risk See Truth
Life consists of burning up questions.
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Burning Consist Life One Liner Question
I am stigmatized by a living death in which real death holds no terrors for me.
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Death Hold Live Myself Terror
I do not work within the confines of any realm. I work in the unique moment of duration.
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Moments Myself Unique Work
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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Conversation Hang Morning Myself
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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Design Direction Introduction Myself Nature Reality Suicide Tendency
I prefer the people who eat off the bare earth the delirium from which they were born.
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Born Earth Food Myself People Preference
The true theater, because it moves and makes use of living instruments, continues to stir up shadows where life has never ceased to grope its way.
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Instrument Live Shadow Theatre True Way
I do not like detached creation. Neither can I conceive of the mind as detached from itself. Each of my works, each diagram of myself, each glacial flowering of my inmost soul dribbles over me.
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Creation Diagram Mindset Myself Soul
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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Hands Life Man Myself Virtue
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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Angel Human Live Need Pain Strength Swallow Understand
Excuse my absolute freedom. I refuse to make a distinction between any of the moments of myself.
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Freedom Moments Myself Refusal
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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Breathe Leaving Mindset Ourselves Surrender Time
All true language is incomprehensible, like the chatter of a beggar’s teeth.
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Beggar Language Talk True

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