Surrealism does not allow those who devote themselves to it to forsake it whenever they like. There is every reason to believe that it acts on the mind very much as drugs do; like drugs, it creates a certain state of need and can push man to frightful revolts.

To see, to hear, means nothing. To recognize (or not to recognize) means everything.

Perhaps I am doomed to retrace my steps under the illusion that I am exploring, doomed to try and learn what I should simply recognize, learning a mere fraction of what I have forgotten.

All my life, my heart has yearned for a thing I cannot name.

If I place love above everything, it is because for me it is the most desperate, the most despairing state of affairs imaginable.

There is By my leaning over the precipice Of your presence and your absence in hopeless fusion My finding the secret Of loving you Always for the first time

I am the soul in limbo.