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. 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
The theater, which is in no thing, but makes use of everything – Antonin Artaud