To contradict, even in little matters, is the supreme necessity of art today.

There were three of us; Witkiewicz, Bruno Schulz, and myself--the three muskateers of the Polish avant-garde between the wars. Only Witkiewicz remains to be discovered.

Wherever I see some mystique, be it virtue or family, faith or fatherland, there I must commit some indecent act.

You are ugly when you love her, you are beautiful and fresh, vital and free, modern and poetic when you don't... you are more beautiful as an orphan than as your mother's son.

It is in the prime of youth that man sinks into empty phrases and grimaces. It's in this smithy that our maturity is forged.

Our element is unending immaturity.

Don't be fooled by your own wisdom