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.
ANTONIN ARTAUDAll 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.
More Antonin Artaud Quotes
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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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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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Those who live, live off the dead.
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All true language is incomprehensible, like the chatter of a beggar’s teeth.
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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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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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No one has ever written, painted, sculpted, modeled, built, or invented except literally to get out of hell.
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Life consists of burning up questions.
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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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Poetry is a dissociating and anarchic force which through analogy, associations and imagery, thrives on the destruction of known relationships.
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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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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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Written poetry is worth reading once, and then should be destroyed. Let the dead poets make way for others.
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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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