We are surrounded by curtains. We only perceive the world behind a curtain of semblance. At the same time, an object needs to be covered in order to be recognized at all.

A thing which is present can be invisible, hidden by what it shows

Only thought can resemble. It resembles by being what it sees, hears, or knows; it becomes what the world offers it.

To be a surrealist means barring from your mind all remembrance of what you have seen, and being always on the lookout for what has never been.

My painting is visible images that conceal nothing... they evoke mystery. Mystery means nothing. It is unknowable.

My investigations resembled the pursuit of the solution to a problem for which I had three data: the object, the thing connected with it in the shadow of my consciousness, and the light wherein that thing would become apparent.

If the dream is a translation of waking life, waking life is also a translation of the dream.