I have need of angels. Enough hell has swallowed me for too many years. But finally understand this–I have burned up one hundred thousand human lives already, from the strength of my pain.
ANTONIN ARTAUDThe actor is an athlete of the heart.
More Antonin Artaud Quotes
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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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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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I am a man by virtue of my hands and my feet, my belly, my heart of meat, my stomach whose knots reunite me to the putrefaction of life.
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There are those who go to the theatre as they would go to a brothel.
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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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Life consists of burning up questions.
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If I commit suicide, it will not be to destroy myself but to put myself back together again.
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There is in every madman a misunderstood genius whose idea, shining in his head, frightened people, and for whom delirium was the only solution to the strangulation that life had prepared for him.
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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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Squander your riches far from this unfeeling body to which no season, either spiritual or sensual, makes any difference.
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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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Without sarcasm I sink into chaos.
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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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I prefer the people who eat off the bare earth the delirium from which they were born.
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