“Even that great poverty which had been and remains mine let up for a few days. I was not, as it happens, opposed to this poverty: I accepted to pay the price for not being a slave to life, to… — Andre Breton Copy Share Image
Of all the arts in which the wise excel, nature's chief masterpiece is writing well. — Andre Breton Copy Share Image
Under his (Marc Chagall, ed.) sole impulse metaphor made its triumphal entry into modern painting. — Andre Breton Copy Share Image
Psychic automatism in its pure state, by which one proposes to express -- verbally, by means of the written word, or in any other… — Andre Breton Copy Share Image
“Let us not mince words: The marvelous is always beautiful, anything marvelous is beauitful, in fact only the marvelous is beautiful” — Andre Breton Copy Share Image
“There has never been any forbidden fruit. Only temptation is divine. To feel the need to vary the object of this temptation, to replace… — André Breton Copy Share Image
“It was really a star, a star you were heading toward. You can't fail to reach it. Hearing you speak, I felt that nothing… — André Breton Copy Share Image
“All my life my heart has yearned for a thing I cannot name.” andre breton” — andre breton Copy Share Image
“Unless you have been inside a sanitarium you do not know that madmen are made there, just as criminals are made in our reformatories. Is there anything more detestable than these systems of so-called social conservation which, for a peccadillo, some initial and exterior rejection of respectability or common sense, hurl an individual among others whose association can only be… — André Breton Copy Share
A game: say something. Close your eyes and say something. Anything, a number, a name. Like this (she closes her eyes): Two, two what? Two women. What do they look like? Wearing black. Where are they? In a park. . . . And then, what are they doing? Try it, it's so easy, why don't you want to play? You… — Andre Breton Copy Share
Past and future monopolize the poet’s sensory and intellectual faculties, detached from the immediate spectacle. These two philtres become utterly clear the moment one… — Andre Breton Copy Share Image
