Hell is of this world and there are men who are unhappy escapees from hell, escapees destined ETERNALLY to reenact their escape. – Antonin Artaud
With society and its public, there is no longer any other language than that of bombs, barricades, and all that follows. – Antonin Artaud
There is in every madman a misunderstood genius whose idea, shining in his head, frightened people, and for whom delirium was the only solution to the strangulation that life had prepared for him. – Antonin Artaud
The theater, which is in no thing, but makes use of everything – Antonin Artaud
The shortest way out of Manchester is notoriously a bottle of Gordons gin; out of any businessmans life there is the mirage of Paris; out of Paris, or mediocrity of talent and imagination, there are all the drugs, from subtle, all-conquering opium to cheating, cozening cocaine. – William Bolitho