Realism falls short of reality. It shrinks it, attenuates it, falsifies it; it does not take into account our basic truths and… — Eugene Ionesco Copy Share Image
I am told, in a dream you can only get the answer to all your questions through a dream. So in my… — Eugene Ionesco Copy Share Image
The light of memory, or rather the light that memory lends to things, is the palest light of all. I am not… — Eugene Ionesco Copy Share Image
Dreams are reality at its most profound, and what you invent is truth because invention, by its nature, can't be a lie. — Eugene Ionesco Copy Share Image
I have always considered imaginative truth to be more profound, more loaded with significance, than every day reality... Everything we dream about,… — Eugene Ionesco Copy Share Image
There is nothing truer than myth: history, in its attempt to realize myth, distorts it, stops halfway; when history claims to have… — Eugene Ionesco Copy Share Image
I am, it seems, an avant-garde dramatist. It would even seem obvious since I am present here at discussions on the avant-garde theatre. It… — Eugene Ionesco Copy Share Image
“My boy! It's really true, you really love hashed brown potatoes? You make me so happy. JACK [without conviction]: Yes, I like them, I… — Eugène Ionesco Copy Share Image
Everything that has been will be, everything that will be is, everything that will be has been. — Eugene Ionesco Copy Share Image
“Rhinoceros The Leader The Future is in Eggs or It Takes all Sorts to Make a World” — Eugène Ionesco Copy Share Image
Every message of despair is the statement of a situation from which everybody must freely try to find a way out. — Eugene Ionesco Copy Share Image
Shakespeare was the great one before us. His place was between God and despair. — Eugene Ionesco Copy Share Image
“All doctors are quacks. And all patients too. Only the Royal Navy is honest in England.” — Eugène Ionesco Copy Share Image
“I read a page of Plato's great work. I can no longer understand anything, because behind the words on the page, which have their… — Eugène Ionesco Copy Share Image
“MRS. SMITH: Well, this is how it was. It is difficult for me to speak openly to you, but a fireman is also a… — Eugène Ionesco Copy Share Image
