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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. —Antonin Artaud

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. —Antonin Artaud
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I set my genius to portray the pleasures of cruelty! These are no fickle, artificial delights, they began with man and with him they will die. —Comte de Lautréamont

I set my genius to portray the pleasures of cruelty! These are no fickle, artificial delights, they began with man and with him they will die. —Comte de Lautréamont
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I is another. If the brass wakes the trumpet, it’s not its fault. That’s obvious to me: I witness the unfolding of my own thought: I watch it, I hear it: I make a stroke with the bow: the symphony begins in the depths, or springs with a bound onto the stage. —Arthur Rimbaud

I is another. If the brass wakes the trumpet, it’s not its fault. That’s obvious to me: I witness the unfolding of my own thought: I watch it, I hear it: I make a stroke with the bow: the symphony begins in the depths, or springs with a bound onto the stage. —Arthur Rimbaud
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You have repeated and shifting pains, incurable pains, pains beyond imagining, pains which are neither of the body nor of the soul, but which partake of both. And I share your suffering, and I ask you: who dares to ration our relief? —Antonin Artaud

You have repeated and shifting pains, incurable pains, pains beyond imagining, pains which are neither of the body nor of the soul, but which partake of both. And I share your suffering, and I ask you: who dares to ration our relief? —Antonin Artaud
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The theater is the only place in the world where a gesture, once made, can never be made the same way twice. —Antonin Artaud, The Theater and Its Double

The theater is the only place in the world where a gesture, once made, can never be made the same way twice. —Antonin Artaud, The Theater and Its Double
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