We want to sing the love of danger, the habit of energy and rashness.

We want to sing the love of danger, the habit of energy and rashness.

A new beauty has been added to the splendor of the world - the beauty of speed.

The past is necessarily inferior to the future. That is how we wish it to be. How could we acknowledge any merit in our most dangerous enemy: the past, gloomy prevaricator, execrable tutor?

We will glorify war-the world's only hygiene, milliterism, patriotism , the destructive gesture of freedom-bringers, beautiful ideas worth dying for, and scorn for woman

Destroy the Museums. Crack syntax. Sabotage the adjective. Leave nothing but the verb.

Let us leave good sense behind like a hideous husk and let us hurl ourselves, like fruit spiced with pride, into the immense mouth and breast of the world! Let us feed the unknown, not from despair, but simply to enrich the unfathomable reservoirs of the Absurd!