Never tire yourself more than necessary, even if you have to found a culture on the fatigue of your bones.
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.
I would like to write a Book which would drive men mad, which would be like an open door leading them where they would never have consented to go, in short, a door that opens onto reality.
I have need of angels. Enough hell has swallowed me for too many years. But finally understand this--I have burned up one hundred thousand human lives already, from the strength of my pain.
If our life lacks a constant magic it is because we choose to observe our acts and lose ourselves in consideration of their imagined form and meaning, instead of being impelled by their force.
I abandon myself to the fever of dreams, in search for new laws.
I myself am an absolute abyss.
No one has ever written, painted, sculpted, modeled, built, or invented except literally to get out of hell.
All writing is garbage. People who come out of nowhere to try and put into words any part of what goes on in their minds are pigs.
For nothing bestializes a being like the taste for eternal happiness, the search for eternal happiness at any price, and mademoiselle Lucifer is that slut who never wanted to abandon eternal happiness.
I cannot conceive any work of art as having a separate existence from life itself
I call for actors burning at the stakes, laughing at the flames.
Without sarcasm I sink into chaos.
We have the right to lie, but not about the heart of the matter.
I prefer the people who eat off the bare earth the delirium from which they were born.
Poetry is a dissociating and anarchic force which through analogy, associations and imagery, thrives on the destruction of known relationships.
All writing is filth
So society has strangled in its asylums all those it wanted to get rid of or protect itself from, because they refused to become its accomplices in certain great nastiness.
In our present state of degeneration it is through the skin that metaphysics must be made to re-enter our minds.
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[defines a madman as] a man who preferred to become mad,in the socially accepted sense of the word, rather than forfeit a certain superior idea of human honor.
When you will have made him a body without organs, then you will have delivered him from all his automatic reactions and restored him to his true freedom.
Not only are mortals rotten, the very atmosphere in which we live is materially and physically rotten, swarming with maggots, with obscene appearances, poisonous minds, and foul organisms.
All true feeling is in reality untranslatable. To express it is to betray it. But to translate it is to dissimulate it.
Those who live, live off the dead.
There are those who go to the theatre as they would go to a brothel
It is the very reason-for-being of language and grammar that I unhinge.
A host of scorpions crawl out from under the wetnurse's dress and start swarming in her vagina which swells and splits, becomes transparent and shimmers like the sun
So long as we have failed to eliminate any of the causes of human despair, we do not have the right to try to eliminate those means by which man tries to cleanse himself of despair.
The cinema implies a total inversion of values, a complete upheaval of optics, of perspective and logic. It is more exciting than phosphorus, more captivating than love.
Everything is going badly because at this moment the morbid conscience has an essential interest in not recovering from its own sickness.
