Trust in the inexhaustible character of the murmur.

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

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 begins.

The purest surrealist act is walking into a crowd with a loaded gun and firing into it randomly

Words make love with one another.

The lamentable expression: 'But it was only a dream", the increasing use of which - among others in the domain of the cinema - has contributed not a little to encourage such hypocrisy, has for a long while ceased to merit discussion.

The simplest act of surrealism is to walk out into the street, gun in hand, and shoot at random.