You Are Quite Unnecessary, Young Man!

There Are Those Who Go To The Theatre As They Would Go To A Brothel.

I Am Stigmatized By A Living Death In Which Real Death Holds No Terrors For Me.

If I Commit Suicide, It Will Not Be To Destroy Myself, But To Put Myself Back Together Again. Suicide Will Be For Me Only One Means Of Violently Reconquering Myself, Of Brutally Invading My Being, Of Anticipating The Unpredictable Approaches Of God. By Suicide, I Reintroduce My Design In Nature, I Shall For The First Time Give Things The Shape Of My Will.

Leave The Caves Of Being. Come. The Mind Breathes Outside The Mind. The Time Has Come To Abandon Your Lodgings. Surrender To The Universal Thought. The Marvelous Is At The Root Of The Mind.

It Has Not Been Definitively Proved That The Language Of Words Is The Best Possible Language. And It Seems That On The Stage, Which Is Above All A Space To Fill And A Place Where Something Happens, The Language Of Words May Have To Give Way Before A Language Of Signs Whose Objective Aspect Is The One That Has The Most Immediate Impact Upon Us.