“Midway between the too soiled ground and the too-sublime vaults, at the level of the air, entering the skin of the role,… — Michel Leiris Copy Share Image
“And the beautiful lady, still with her beautiful wasp’s waist, the very beautiful lady whose charms buzz around our childish dreams, will… — Michel Leiris Copy Share Image
“When the human voice is reduced to being no longer a song, a word, or a cry, but the articulation of the… — Michel Leiris Copy Share Image
“at man’s height the mouth utters its cries, tosses forth its oracles, gives vent to its puns. To allow words to come… — Michel Leiris Copy Share Image
“poetry’s favourite moment is when one loses one’s footing because of a landslide or seismic shaking of thought” — Michel Leiris Copy Share Image
“Pessimism is a towering skyscraper eighty stories high in the suburbs of the soul at the end of a long avenue with… — Michel Leiris Copy Share Image
