Childhood is the world of miracle and wonder; as if creation rose, bathed in the light, out of the darkness, utterly new and fresh and astonishing. The end of childhood is when things cease to astonish us.
Eugene IonescoExplanation separates us from astonishment, which is the only gateway to the incomprehensible.
Eugene IonescoLanguage should almost break up or explode in its fruitless effort to contain so many meanings.
Eugene IonescoThe universe seems to me infinitely strange and foreign. At such a moment I gaze upon it with a mixture of anguish and euphoria; separate from the universe, as though placed at a certain distance outside it; I look and I see pictures, creatures that move in a kind of timeless time and spaceless space, emitting sounds that are a kind of language I no longer understand or ever register.
Eugene Ionesco