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There is nothing like an insane asylum for gently incubating death.

Antonin Artaud

Don’t tire yourself more than need be, even at the price of founding a culture on the fatigue of your bones.
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Bone Culture Fatigue Price Yourself
There is nothing like an insane asylum for gently incubating death.
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Asylum Death Insane
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
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
Life consists of burning up questions.
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Burning Consist Life One Liner Question
I call for actors burning at the stakes, laughing at the flames.
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Actor Burning Call Flame Laughter Myself
I myself am an absolute abyss.
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Absolute Instagram Captions Myself Space
If our life lacks a constant magic it is because we choose to observe our acts and lose ourselves in consideration of their imagined form and meaning, instead of being impelled by their force.
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Force Form Imagination Life Magic Observation Ourselves
Destroy yourselves, you who are desperate, and you who are tortured in body and soul, abandon all hope. There is no more solace for you in this world. The world lives off your rotting flesh.
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Body Desperate Destroy Soul World Yourself
The truth of life lies in the impulsiveness of matter. The mind of man has been poisoned by concepts. Do not ask him to be content, ask him only to be calm, to believe that he has found his place. But only the madman is really calm.
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Believe Himself Life Man Mindset Place Poison Truth
The race of prophets is extinct. Europe is becoming set in its ways, slowly embalming itself beneath the wrappings of its borders, its factories, its law-courts and its universities. The frozen Mind cracks between the mineral staves which close upon it.
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Extinct Mindset Slow University Way Wrap
The fixation of the theater in one language–written words, music, lights, noises–betokens its imminent ruin.
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Language Noise Ruin Theatre Writing
It is not opium which makes me work but its absence, and in order for me to feel its absence it must from time to time be present.
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Absence Feeling Myself Present Time Work
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
Those who live, live off the dead.
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Death Live One Liner
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

There is nothing like an insane asylum for gently incubating death.

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