Religion Is To Mysticism What Popularization Is

There Is Nothing [that] Disarms Us Like Laughter.

You Will Obtain A Vision Of Matter That Is Perhaps Fatiguing For Your Imagination, But Pure And Stripped Of What The Requirements Of Life Make You Add To It In External Perception.

Laughter Appears To Stand In Need Of An Echo, Listen To It Carefully: It Is Not An Articulate, Clear, Well-defined Sound; It Is Something Which Would Fain Be Prolonged By Reverberating From One To Another, Something Beginning With A Crash, To Continue In Successive Rumblings, Like Thunder In A Mountain.

Life Does Not Proceed By The Association And Addition Of Elements, But By Dissociation And Division.

Art Has No Other Object Than To Set Aside The Symbols Of Practical Utility, The Generalities That Are Conventionally And Socially Accepted, Everything In Fact Which Masks Reality From Us, In Order To Set Us Face To Face With Reality Itself.