No one has ever written, painted, sculpted, modeled, built, or invented except literally to get out of hell. – Antonin Artaud
Hell is of this world and there are men who are unhappy escapees from hell, escapees destined ETERNALLY to reenact their escape. – Antonin Artaud
But how is one to make a scientist understand that there is something unalterably deranged about differential calculus, quantum theory, or the obscene and so inanely liturgical ordeals of the precession of the equinoxes. – Antonin Artaud
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. – Antonin Artaud