What one hides is worth neither more nor less than what one finds. And what one hides from oneself is worth neither more nor less than what one allows others to find. – Andre Breton
All my life, my heart has yearned for a thing I cannot name. – Andre Breton
Psychic automatism in its pure state, by which one proposes to express — verbally, by means of the written word, or in any other manner — the actual functioning of thought. Dictated by the thought, in the absence of any control exercised by reason, exempt from any aesthetic or moral concern. – Andre Breton
In the world we live in everything militates in favor of things that have not yet happened, of things that will never happen again. – Andre Breton