Antonin Artaud

With society and its public, there is no longer any other language than that of bombs, barricades, and all that read more

With society and its public, there is no longer any other language than that of bombs, barricades, and all that follows.

Hell is of this world and there are men who are unhappy escapees from hell, escapees destined ETERNALLY to reenact read more

Hell is of this world and there are men who are unhappy escapees from hell, escapees destined ETERNALLY to reenact their escape.

There is in every madman a misunderstood genius whose idea, shining in his head, frightened people, and for whom delirium read more

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