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I call for actors burning at the stakes, laughing at the flames.

Antonin Artaud

Those who live, live off the dead.
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Death Live One Liner
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
No one has ever written, painted, sculpted, modeled, built, or invented except literally to get out of hell.
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Built Exception Hell Paint Writing
There are those who go to the theatre as they would go to a brothel.
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Character Sex Theatre
Actors are athletes of the heart.
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Actor Athlete Heart One Liner
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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Encouragement Function Hard Ourselves Sleep Wake Up
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
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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Battle Beginning Eyes Impossible Ourselves Realize Stage Symbol Theatre
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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Follow Language Public Society
Poetry is a dissociating and anarchic force which through analogy, associations and imagery, thrives on the destruction of known relationships.
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Destruction Force Image Poetry Relationahip Thrive
I myself am an absolute abyss.
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Absolute Instagram Captions Myself Space
We must wash literature off ourselves. We want to be men above all, to be human.
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Human Literature Ourselves
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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Escape Forever Hell Man World
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
If I commit suicide, it will not be to destroy myself but to put myself back together again.
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Destroy Myself Suicide Togetherness
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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