I Demand That My Books Be Judged

There Are Other Relations Besides Reality, Which The Mind Is Capable Of Grasping And Which Also Are Primary, Like Chance, Illusion, The Fantastic, The Dream.

I Have No Friends, There Are Only People I Love.

What On Earth Is Modern Exegesis Up To? Oh, Little Lazy One! Some Red Wine And Up! Off You Go, Brandishing Your Fork, Stripped Of Ophelia's Useless Ornaments, Fire In Your Large Nostrils, Out To Rake The Muck Of Metaphors.

Most People Have Never Known Solitude.... But There Are A Few Of The Other Kind Who Can Go Back To Their Rooms Anywhere And Close The Door On The Whole World, And Feel That They Need Never Emerge.

The Vice Named Surrealism Is The Immoderate And Impassioned Use Of The Stupefacient Image Or Rather Of The Uncontrolled Provocation Of The Image For Its Own Sake And For The Element Of Unpredictable Perturbation And Of Metamorphosis Which It Introduces Into The Domain Of Representation; For Each Image On Each Occasion Forces You To Revise The Entire Universe.