Maxioms by Antonin Artaud
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
The theater, which is in no thing, but makes use of everything -- gestures, sounds, words, screams, light, darkness -- read more
The theater, which is in no thing, but makes use of everything -- gestures, sounds, words, screams, light, darkness -- rediscovers itself at precisely the point where the mind requires a language to express its manifestations. To break through language in order to touch life is to create or recreate the theatre.
However fiercely opposed one may be to the present order, an old respect for the idea of order itself often read more
However fiercely opposed one may be to the present order, an old respect for the idea of order itself often prevents people from distinguishing between order and those who stand for order, and leads them in practice to respect individuals under the pretext of respecting order itself.
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.
It is not opium which makes me work but its absence, and in order for me to feel its absence read more
It is not opium which makes me work but its absence, and in order for me to feel its absence it must from time to time be present.