Love Is When You Meet Someone Who

Nothing Retains Less Of Desire In Art, In Science, Than This Will To Industry, Booty, Possession.

One Can Understand Why Surrealism Was Not Afraid To Make For Itself A Tenet Of Total Revolt, Complete Insubordination, Of Sabotage According To Rule, And Why It Still Expects Nothing Save From Violence.

In The World We Live In Everything Militates In Favor Of Things That Have Not Yet Happened, Of Things That Will Never Happen Again.

There Is Nothing With Which It Is So Dangerous To Take Liberties As Liberty Itself.

The Mind Which Plunges Into Surrealism, Relives With Burning Excitement The Best Part Of Childhood.