To break through language in order to touch life is to create or re-create the theater.
ANTONIN ARTAUDIf I commit suicide, it will not be to destroy myself but to put myself back together again.
More Antonin Artaud Quotes
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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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Actors are athletes of the heart.
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Cruelty in the theatre is unrelenting decisiveness, diligence, strictness.
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Life consists of burning up questions.
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The actor is merely a crude empiricist, a practitioner guided by vague instinct.
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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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In consciousness dwells the wondrous, with it man attains the realm beyond the material, and the Peyote tells us, where to find it.
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The actor is an athlete of the heart.
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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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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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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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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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I myself am an absolute abyss.
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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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There are those who go to the theatre as they would go to a brothel.
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