Surrealism is based on the belief in the omnipotence of dreams, in the undirected play of thought.
The imaginary is what tends to become real.
All my life, my heart has yearned for a thing I cannot name.
I believe in the future resolution of these two states, dream and reality, which are seemingly so contradictory, into a kind of absolute reality, a surreality, if one may so speak.
Love is when you meet someone who tells you something new about yourself.
Objects seen in dreams should be manufactured and put on sale.
Humor (is) the process that allows one to brush reality aside when it gets too distressing.
Everything tends to make us believe that there exists a certain point of the mind at which life and death, the real and the imagined, past and future, the communicable and the incommunicable, high and low, cease to be perceived as contradictions.
Nothing that surrounds us is object, all is subject.
The eye is not open when it is limited to the passive role of a mirror... if it has only the capacity to reflect.
Words have finished flirting. Now they are making love.
It was in the black mirror of anarchism that surrealism first recognised itself.
Every time you date someone with an issue that you have to work to ignore, you're settling.
My wish is that you may be loved to the point of madness.
A work of art has value only if tremors of the future run through it.
Life’s greatest gift is the freedom it leaves you to step out of it whenever you choose.
I maintain that anyone who still refuses to see, for instance, a horse galloping on a tomato, must be an idiot. A tomato is also a child's balloon - Surrealism, again, having suppressed the word "like."
To see, to hear, means nothing. To recognize (or not to recognize) means everything. Between what I do recognize and what I do not recognize there stands myself. And what I do not recognize I shall continue not to recognize.
Keep reminding yourself that literature is one of the saddest roads that leads to everything.
There is nothing with which it is so dangerous to take liberties as liberty itself.
I am the soul in limbo.
The art of Frida Kahlo is a ribbon around a bomb.
Psychic automatism in its pure state, by which one proposes to express - verbally, by means of the written word, or in any other manner - the actual functioning of thought. Dictated by the thought, in the absence of any control exercised by reason, exempt from any aesthetic or moral concern.
Of all those arts in which the wise excel, Nature's chief masterpiece is writing well.
Words make love with one another.
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