Is it a spiral of water in the tragic gleam of a revolver, an egg, a glistening arc or the floodgate of reason, a keen ear attuned to a mineral hiss, or a turbine of algebraic formulas? (On Man Ray's first photograms, 1921.)
Tristan TzaraI write a manifesto and I want nothing, yet I say certain things, and in principle I am against manifestoes, as I am also against principles.
Tristan Tzara