The invention of photography has dealt a mortal blow to the old modes of expression, in painting as well as in poetry, where automatic writing, which….

Nothing that surrounds us is object, all is subject..

Words make love with one another..

May night continue to fall upon the orchestra.

It was in the black mirror of anarchism that surrealism first recognised itself..

Words have finished flirting. Now they are making love..

The approval of the public is to be avoided like the plague. It is absolutely essential to keep the public from entering if one wishes to avoid confu….

Dada is a state of mind..

For me, the single word "God" suggests everything that is slippery, shady, squalid, foul, and grotesque..

No rules exist, and examples are simply life-savers answering the appeals of rules making vain attempts to exist..

In the world we live in everything militates in favor of things that have not yet happened, of things that will never happen again..

I am the soul in limbo..

One can understand why Surrealism was not afraid to make for itself a tenet of total revolt, complete insubordination, of sabotage according to rule,….

How small these rescued tides appear! Earthly delights flow in torrents. Each object offers paradise..

A game: say something. Close your eyes and say something. Anything, a number, a name. Like this (she closes her eyes): Two, two what? Two women. What….

What is admirable about the fantastic is that there is no longer anything fantastic: there is only the real..

If surrealism ever comes to adopt a particular line of moral conduct, it has only to accept the discipline that Picasso has accepted and will continu….

Leave everything. Leave Dada. Leave your wife. Leave your mistress. Leave your hopes and fears. Leave your children in the woods. Leave the substance….

Surrealism will usher you into death, which is a secret society. It will glove your hand, burying therein the profound M with which the word Memory b….

At the word witch, we imagine the horrible old crones from Macbeth. But the cruel trials witches suffered teach us the opposite. Many perished precis….

I love you on the surface of seas Red like the egg when it is green.