All true language is incomprehensible, like the chatter of a beggar’s teeth.
ANTONIN ARTAUD
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.
More Antonin Artaud Quotes
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All true language is incomprehensible, like the chatter of a beggar’s teeth.
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The idea of a detached art, of poetry as a charm which exists only to distract our leisure, is a decadent idea and an unmistakable symptom of our power to castrate.
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Excuse my absolute freedom. I refuse to make a distinction between any of the moments of myself.
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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 do not work within the confines of any realm. I work in the unique moment of duration.
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The actor is merely a crude empiricist, a practitioner guided by vague instinct.
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Tragedy on the stage is no longer enough for me, I shall bring it into my own life.
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Squander your riches far from this unfeeling body to which no season, either spiritual or sensual, makes any difference.
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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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Actors are athletes of the heart.
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We have the right to lie, but not about the heart of the matter.
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There is nothing like an insane asylum for gently incubating death.
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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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Leave the caves of being. Come. The mind breathes outside the mind. The time has come to abandon your lodgings. Surrender to the Universal Thought. The Marvelous is at the root of the mind.
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We do not die because we have to die; we die because one day, and not so long ago, our consciousness was forced to deem it necessary.
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