All true language is incomprehensible, like the chatter of a beggars teeth. – 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
All true language is incomprehensible, like the chatter of a beggars teeth. – 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
Written poetry is worth reading once, and then should be destroyed. Let the dead poets make way for others. – Antonin Artaud
Tragedy on the stage is no longer enough for me, I shall bring it into my own life. – Antonin Artaud