Occupation: Poet Birth: April 16, 1896 Death: December 25, 1963
Always destroy what is in you..
Not the old, not the new, but the necessary..
Dada is not modern at all, it is rather a return to a quasi-Buddhist religion of indifference. Dada puts an artificial sweetness onto things, a snow ….
When everything that is called art was well and truly riddled with rheumatism, the photographer lit the thousands of candles whose power is contained….
The summit sings what is being spoken in the depths..
Let us try for once not to be right..
Everyone dances to his own personal boomboom..
In principle, I am against principles..
But let's speak of art for a moment. Yes, art. I know a gentleman who makes excellent portraits. This gentleman is a camera..
I write a manifesto and I want nothing, yet I say certain things, and in principle I am against manifestoes, as I am also against principles..
I speak only of myself since I do not wish to convince, I have no right to drag others into my river, I oblige no one to follow me and everybody prac….
Dada Dada Dada, a roaring of tense colors, and interlacing of opposites and of all contradictions, grotesques, inconsistencies: LIFE..
To make a poem, take one newspaper, one pair of scissors, snip the words one by one and put them in a bag. Shake gently, draw them out at random, and….
Is it a spiral of water in the tragic gleam of a revolver, an egg, a glistening arc or the floodgate of reason, a keen ear attuned to a mineral hiss,….
Art is not the most precious manifestation of life. Art has not the celestial and universal value that people like to attribute to it. Life is far mo….
Any work of art that can be understood is the product of journalism. The rest, called literature, is a dossier of human imbecility for the guidance o….
Any work of art that can be understood is the product of journalism..
Art needs an operation.
Thought is made in the mouth..
You'll never know why you exist, but you'll always allow yourselves to be easily persuaded to take life seriously..
We have always made mistakes, but the greatest mistakes are the poems we have written..