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

Antonin Artaud

I am adding another language to the spoken language, and I am trying to restore to the language of speech its old magic, its essential spellbinding power, for its mysterious possibilities have been forgotten.
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Essential Forget Language Myself Mysterious Possible Talk
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
There is nothing like an insane asylum for gently incubating death.
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Asylum Death Insane
Life consists of burning up questions.
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Burning Consist Life One Liner Question
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
When we speak the word ‘life,’ it must be understood we are not referring to life as we know it from its surface of fact, but to that fragile, fluctuating center which forms never reach.
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Form Fragile Life Reach Surface Talk Word
All true language is incomprehensible, like the chatter of a beggar’s teeth.
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Beggar Language Talk True
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
You are quite unnecessary, young man!
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Man Necessary Quite Young
I myself am an absolute abyss.
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Absolute Instagram Captions Myself Space
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
Like all magic cultures expressed by appropriate hieroglyphs, the true theater has its shadows too, and, of all languages and all arts, the theater is the only one left whose shadows have shattered their limitations.
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Art Culture Expression Language Limitation Magic Oneself Shatter Theatre
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
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
I would like to write a Book which would drive men mad, which would be like an open door leading them where they would never have consented to go, in short, a door that opens onto reality.
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Book Leadership Myself Open Reality Writing
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 call for actors burning at the stakes, laughing at the flames.

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