I prefer the people who eat off the bare earth the delirium from which they were born.
ANTONIN ARTAUDIn 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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Without sarcasm I sink into chaos.
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A tainted society has invented psychiatry to defend itself against the investigations of certain superior intellects whose faculties of divination would be troublesome.
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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 do not work within the confines of any realm. I work in the unique moment of duration.
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I myself am an absolute abyss.
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There are those who go to the theatre as they would go to a brothel.
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There is nothing like an insane asylum for gently incubating death.
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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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Hell is of this world and there are men who are unhappy escapees from hell, escapees destined ETERNALLY to reenact their escape.
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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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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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We must wash literature off ourselves. We want to be men above all, to be human.
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A real theatrical experience shakes the calm of the senses, liberates the compressed unconscious and drives towards a kind of potential revolt.
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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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The fixation of the theater in one language–written words, music, lights, noises–betokens its imminent ruin.
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