Not once more will/I be found with beings/who swallowed the rail of life//And one day I found myself with beings/who swallowed the nail of life/-as soon as I lost my matrix mamma,//and the being twisted under him,/and god poured me back to her/(the motherfucker).

If I commit suicide, it will not be to destroy myself but to put myself back together again.

Don't tire yourself more than need be, even at the price of founding a culture on the fatigue of your bones.

We must wash literature off ourselves. We want to be men above all, to be human.

The theater, which is in no thing, but makes use of everything - gestures, sounds, words, screams, light, darkness - rediscovers itself at precisely the point where the mind requires a language to express its manifestations.... To break through language in order to touch life is to create or recreate the theatre.

Before our eyes is fought a battle of symbols... for there can be theatre only from the moment when the impossible really begins and when the poetry that occurs on the stage sustains and superheats the realized symbols.

We do not die because we have to die; we die because one day, and not so long ago, our consciousness was forced to deem it necessary.