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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 Artaud

The actor is merely a crude empiricist, a practitioner guided by vague instinct.
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Guide Instint Practice
This is why true beauty never strikes us directly. The setting sun is beautiful because of all it makes us lose.
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Beautiful Direction Lose True
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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Consciousness Day Death Force Necessary Ourselves Philosophy
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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Artistic Flame Hell Ourselves Time Victim
I know each conversation with a psychiatrist in the morning made me want to hang myself because I knew I could not strangle him.
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Conversation Hang Morning Myself
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.
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Angel Human Live Need Pain Strength Swallow Understand
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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Instrument Live Shadow Theatre True Way
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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Breathe Leaving Mindset Ourselves Surrender Time
We have the right to lie, but not about the heart of the matter.
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Feeling Heart Lying Right
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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Art Ideas Mistake Ourselves Poetry Power
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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Mindset People Poet Quality Word Writing
Destroy yourselves, you who are desperate, and you who are tortured in body and soul, abandon all hope. There is no more solace for you in this world. The world lives off your rotting flesh.
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Body Desperate Destroy Soul World Yourself
There is nothing like an insane asylum for gently incubating death.
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Asylum Death Insane
Actors are athletes of the heart.
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Actor Athlete Heart One Liner
There are those who go to the theatre as they would go to a brothel.
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Character Sex Theatre
The fixation of the theater in one language–written words, music, lights, noises–betokens its imminent ruin.
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Language Noise Ruin Theatre Writing

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.

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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.

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