Excuse my absolute freedom. I refuse to make a distinction between any of the moments of myself.
ANTONIN ARTAUDWith society and its public, there is no longer any other language than that of bombs, barricades, and all that follows.
More Antonin Artaud Quotes
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Without sarcasm I sink into chaos.
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There are those who go to the theatre as they would go to a brothel.
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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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I do not work within the confines of any realm. I work in the unique moment of duration.
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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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There is nothing like an insane asylum for gently incubating death.
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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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[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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The actor is an athlete of the heart.
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You are quite unnecessary, young man!
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The truth of life lies in the impulsiveness of matter. The mind of man has been poisoned by concepts. Do not ask him to be content, ask him only to be calm, to believe that he has found his place. But only the madman is really calm.
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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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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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I abandon myself to the fever of dreams, in search for new laws.
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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.
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