I cannot conceive any work of art as having a separate existence from life itself.
ANTONIN ARTAUDThere is nothing like an insane asylum for gently incubating death.
More Antonin Artaud Quotes
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When I think about myself, my thought seeks itself in the ether of a new space. I am on the moon as others are on their balconies. I participate in planetary gravitation in the fissures of my mind.
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Written poetry is worth reading once, and then should be destroyed. Let the dead poets make way for others.
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All writing is garbage. People who come out of nowhere to try and put into words any part of what goes on in their minds are pigs.
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[defines a madman as] a man who preferred to become mad,in the socially accepted sense of the word, rather than forfeit a certain superior idea of human honor.
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Admittedly or not, conscious or unconscious, the poetic state, a transcendent experience of life, is what the public is fundamentally seeking through love, crime, drugs, war, or insurrection.
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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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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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And if there is still one hellish, truly accursed thing in our time, it is our artistic dallying with forms, instead of being like victims burnt at the stake, signaling through the flames.
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So society has strangled in its asylums all those it wanted to get rid of or protect itself from, because they refused to become its accomplices in certain great nastinesses.
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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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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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I prefer the people who eat off the bare earth the delirium from which they were born.
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I abandon myself to the fever of dreams, in search for new laws.
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There are those who go to the theatre as they would go to a brothel.
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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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