Trust In The Inexhaustible Character Of The

The Simplest Surrealist Act Consists Of Dashing Down Into The Street, Pistol In Hand, And Firing Blindly, As Fast As You Can Pull The Trigger, Into The Crowd.

Leave Everything. Leave Dada. Leave Your Wife. Leave Your Mistress. Leave Your Hopes And Fears. Leave Your Children In The Woods. Leave The Substance For The Shadow. Leave Your Easy Life, Leave What You Are Given For The Future. Set Off On The Roads.

Artistic Imagination Must Remain Free. It Is By Definition Free From Any Fidelity To Circumstances, Especially To The Intoxicating Circumstances Of History.

Words Have Finished Flirting. Now They Are Making Love.

We All Love Conflagrations. When The Sky Changes Color, It Is A Dead Man's Passing.