Antonin Artaud ( 10 of 13 )
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.
All true language is incomprehensible, like the chatter of a beggar's teeth.
All true language is incomprehensible, like the chatter of a beggar's teeth.
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
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.
Written poetry is worth reading once, and then should be destroyed. Let the dead poets make way for others. Then read more
Written poetry is worth reading once, and then should be destroyed. Let the dead poets make way for others. Then we might even come to see that it is our veneration for what has already been created, however beautiful and valid it may be, that petrifies us.
It is thus that the few rare lucid well-disposed people who have had to struggle on the earth find themselves read more
It is thus that the few rare lucid well-disposed people who have had to struggle on the earth find themselves at certain hours of the day or night in the depth of certain authentic and waking nightmare states, surrounded by the formidable suction, the formidable oppression of a kind of civic magic which will soon be seen appearing openly in social behavior.
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.
Ah! How neatly tied, in these people, is the umbilical cord of morality! Since they left their mothers they have read more
Ah! How neatly tied, in these people, is the umbilical cord of morality! Since they left their mothers they have never sinned, have they? They are apostles, they are the descendants of priests; one can only wonder from what source they draw their indignation, and above all how much they have pocketed to do this, and in any case what it has done for them.
Where there is a stink of shit there is a smell of being
Where there is a stink of shit there is a smell of being
