I do not like detached creation. Neither can I conceive of the mind as detached from itself. Each of my works, each… — Antonin Artaud Copy Share Image
All writing is garbage. People who come out of nowhere to try and put into words any part of what goes on… — Antonin Artaud Copy Share Image
Leave the caves of being. Come. The mind breathes outside the mind. The time has come to abandon your lodgings. Surrender to… — Antonin Artaud Copy Share Image
When I think about myself, my thought seeks itself in the ether of a new space. I am on the moon as… — Antonin Artaud Copy Share Image
In our present state of degeneration it is through the skin that metaphysics must be made to re-enter our minds. — Antonin Artaud Copy Share Image
The theater, which is in no thing, but makes use of everything - gestures, sounds, words, screams, light, darkness - rediscovers itself… — Antonin Artaud Copy Share Image
The race of prophets is extinct. Europe is becoming set in its ways, slowly embalming itself beneath the wrappings of its borders,… — Antonin Artaud Copy Share Image
The truth of life lies in the impulsiveness of matter. The mind of man has been poisoned by concepts. Do not ask… — Antonin Artaud Copy Share Image
“You are outside life, you are above life, you have miseries which the ordinary man does not know, you exceed the normal… — Antonin Artaud Copy Share Image
“All writing is rubbish. People who try to free themselves from what is vague in order to state precisely whatever is going… — Antonin Artaud Copy Share Image
“The mind believes what it sees and does what it believes; that is the secret of fascination. And in his book, St… — Antonin Artaud Copy Share Image
“Not only are mortals rotten, the very atmosphere in which we live is materially and physically rotten, swarming with maggots, with obscene… — Antonin Artaud Copy Share Image
“The race of prophets is extinct. Europe is becoming set in its ways, slowly embalming itself beneath the wrappings of its borders,… — Antonin Artaud Copy Share Image
With society and its public, there is no longer any other language than that of bombs, barricades, and all that follows. — Antonin Artaud Copy Share Image
I cannot conceive any work of art as having a separate existence from life itself — Antonin Artaud Copy Share Image
“This is why a tainted society has invented psychiatry to defend itself against the investigations of certain superior intellects whose faculties of divination would… — Antonin Artaud Copy Share Image
“I myself spent nine years in an insane asylum and I never had the obsession of suicide, but I know that each conversation with… — Antonin Artaud Copy Share Image
“Insane asylums are deliberate and premeditated receptacles of black magic, and it is not only that doctors encourage magic with their untimely and hybrid… — Antonin Artaud Copy Share Image
How hard is it, when everything encourages us to sleep, though we may look about us with conscious, clinging eyes, to wake and yet… — Antonin Artaud Copy Share Image
This is why true beauty never strikes us directly. The setting sun is beautiful because of all it makes us lose. — Antonin Artaud Copy Share Image
And what is an authentic madman? It is a man who preferred to become mad, in the socially accepted sense of the word, rather… — Antonin Artaud Copy Share Image
The truth of life lies in the impulsiveness of matter. The mind of man has been poisoned by concepts. Do not ask him to… — Antonin Artaud Copy Share Image
All writing is garbage. People who come out of nowhere to try and put into words any part of what goes on in their… — Antonin Artaud Copy Share Image
Squander your riches far from this unfeeling body to which no season, either spiritual or sensual, makes any difference. — Antonin Artaud Copy Share Image
The race of prophets is extinct. Europe is becoming set in its ways, slowly embalming itself beneath the wrappings of its borders, its factories,… — Antonin Artaud Copy Share Image
