It's only when I say that everything is incomprehensible that I come as close as possible to understanding the only thing it is given to us to understand.

Like all revolutions, the surrealist revolution was a reversion, a restitution, an expression of vital and indispensable spiritual needs.

Language should almost break up or explode in its fruitless effort to contain so many meanings.

There are more dead people than living. And their numbers are increasing. The living are getting rarer.

A person who has not completely lost the memory of paradise, even though it is a faint one, will suffer endlessly. He will feel the call of the essential world, will hear the voice that comes from so far away that one cannot find out where it comes from, a voice that cannot guide him.

Beauty is a precious trace that eternity causes to appear to us and that it takes away from us. A manifestation of eternity, and a sign of death as well.

We haven't the time to take out time.