Beauty Will Be Convulsive Or Will Not

To Speak Of God, To Think Of God, Is In Every Respect To Show What One Is Made Of. I Have Always Wagered Against God And I Regard The Little That I Have Won In This World As Simply The Outcome Of This Bet. However Paltry May Have Been The Stake (my Life) I Am Conscious Of Having Won To The Full. Everything That Is Doddering, Squint-eyed, Vile, Polluted And Grotesque Is Summoned Up For Me In That One Word: God!

Dada Is A State Of Mind.

All My Life, My Heart Has Yearned For A Thing I Cannot Name.

Surrealism Does Not Allow Those Who Devote Themselves To It To Forsake It Whenever They Like. There Is Every Reason To Believe That It Acts On The Mind Very Much As Drugs Do; Like Drugs, It Creates A Certain State Of Need And Can Push Man To Frightful Revolts.

There Is No Use Being Alive If One Must Work. The Event From Which Each Of Us Is Entitled To Expect The Revelation Of His Own Life’s Meaning - That Event Which I May Not Yet Have Found, But On Whose Path I Seek Myself - Is Not Earned By Work.