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

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

Keep reminding yourself that literature is one of the saddest roads that leads to everything.

I insist on knowing the names, on being interested only in books left ajar, like doors; I will not go looking for keys.

Surrealism, n. Pure psychic automatism, by which it is intended to express, whether verbally or in writing, or in any other way, the real process of thought. Thought's dictation, free from any control by the reason, independent of any aesthetic or moral preoccupation.

Of all those arts in which the wise excel, Nature's chief masterpiece is writing well.

Beauty is like a train that ceaselessly roars out of the Gare de Lyon and which I know will never leave, which has not left. It consists of jolts and shocks, many of which do not have much importance, but which we know are destined to produce one Shock, which does...The human heart, beautiful as a seismograph...Beauty will be CONVULSIVE or will not be at all.