Those who live, live off the dead.
ANTONIN ARTAUDI 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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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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There is nothing like an insane asylum for gently incubating death.
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The actor is merely a crude empiricist, a practitioner guided by vague instinct.
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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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If I commit suicide, it will not be to destroy myself but to put myself back together again.
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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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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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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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The fixation of the theater in one language–written words, music, lights, noises–betokens its imminent ruin.
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I am stigmatized by a living death in which real death holds no terrors for me.
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Admittedly or not, conscious or unconscious, the poetic state, a transcendent experience of life, is what the public is fundamentally seeking through love, crime, drugs, war, or insurrection.
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I would like to write a Book which would drive men mad, which would be like an open door leading them where they would never have consented to go, in short, a door that opens onto reality.
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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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The true theater, because it moves and makes use of living instruments, continues to stir up shadows where life has never ceased to grope its way.
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