All true language is incomprehensible, like the chatter of a beggars teeth. – Antonin Artaud
The theater, which is in no thing, but makes use of everything – Antonin Artaud
All true language is incomprehensible, like the chatter of a beggars teeth. – Antonin Artaud
The theater, which is in no thing, but makes use of everything – 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
Written poetry is worth reading once, and then should be destroyed. Let the dead poets make way for others. – Antonin Artaud
Take the so-called standard of living. What do most people mean by “living”? They don’t mean living. They mean the latest and closest plural approximation to singular prenatal passivity which science, in its finite but unbounded wisdom, has succeeded in selling their wives. – e.e. cummings, Introduction, Poems, 1954