Nothing retains less of desire in art, in science, than this will to industry, booty, possession.

— Andre Breton

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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."


Surrealism is based on the belief in the omnipotence of dreams, in the undirected play of thought.


Every time you date someone with an issue that you have to work to ignore, you're settling.


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.


I have always been amazed at the way an ordinary observer lends so much more credence and attaches so much more importance to waking events than to those occurring in dreams.... above all the plaything of his memory.


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.


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.


The simplest act of surrealism is to walk out into the street, gun in hand, and shoot at random.


The art of Frida Kahlo is a ribbon around a bomb.


The mind which plunges into Surrealism, relives with burning excitement the best part of childhood.


My wish is that you may be loved to the point of madness.


It was in the black mirror of anarchism that surrealism first recognised itself.


About Andre Breton

Quotes 90 sayings
Nationality French
Profession Poet
Birthday October 16

The work of art, just like any fragment of human life considered in its deepest meaning, seems to me devoid of value if it does not offer the hardness, the rigidity, the regularity, the luster on every interior and exterior facet, of the crystal.


Leave everything. Leave Dada. Leave your wife. Leave your mistress. Leave your hopes and fears. Leave your children in the woods. Leave the substance for the shadow. Leave your easy life, leave what you are given for the future. Set off on the roads.


At the outset, it is only liking, not understanding, that matters.

Gaps in understanding ... are not only important, they are perhaps even welcome, like clearings in the woods, the better to allow the heart's rays to stream out without obstacle. The unlit shadows should remain obscure, which is the very condition of enchantment.


The simplest Surrealist act consists of dashing down into the street, pistol in hand, and firing blindly, as fast as you can pull the trigger, into the crowd.


The approval of the public is to be avoided like the plague.

It is absolutely essential to keep the public from entering if one wishes to avoid confusion. I must add that the public must be kept panting in expectation at the gate by a system of challenges and provocations.


What is admirable about the fantastic is that there is no longer anything fantastic: there is only the real.


Of all those arts in which the wise excel, Nature's chief masterpiece is writing well.


I am the soul in limbo.


If I place love above everything, it is because for me it is the most desperate, the most despairing state of affairs imaginable.


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.


To reduce the imagination to a state of slavery --even though it would mean the elimination of what is commonly called happiness --is to betray all sense of absolute justice within oneself. Imagination alone offers me some intimation of what can be.


I could spend my whole life prying loose the secrets of the insane.

These people are honest to a fault, and their naivety has no peer but my own.


No one who has lived even for a fleeting moment for something other than life in its conventional sense and has experienced the exaltation that this feeling produces can then renounce his new freedom so easily.


The mind, placed before any kind of difficulty, can find an ideal outlet in the absurd. Accommodation to the absurd readmits adults to the mysterious realm inhabited by children.


It is living and ceasing to live that are imaginary solutions. Existence is elsewhere.


We all love conflagrations. When the sky changes color, it is a dead man's passing.


No rules exist, and examples are simply life-savers answering the appeals of rules making vain attempts to exist.


There is By my leaning over the precipice Of your presence and your absence in hopeless fusion My finding the secret Of loving you Always for the first time


It will in the end, be admitted that everything, in effect is an image and that the least object which has no symbolic role assigned to it is capable of standing for absolutely anything.


I love you on the surface of seas Red like the egg when it is green


It is more or less a given that nothing is less favorable to clairvoyance than the bright sun: physical light and mental light coexist on very poor terms.


What one hides is worth neither more nor less than what one finds.

And what one hides from oneself is worth neither more nor less than what one allows others to find.


Surrealism, n. Pure psychic automatism, by which it is intended to express, whether verbally or in writing, or in any other way, the real process of thought. Thought's dictation, free from any control by the reason, independent of any aesthetic or moral preoccupation.


I believe in the pure Surrealist joy of the man who, forewarned that all others before him have failed, refused to admit defeat, sets off from watever point he chooses, along any other pat save a reasonable one, and arrives wherever he can.


One can understand why Surrealism was not afraid to make for itself a tenet of total revolt, complete insubordination, of sabotage according to rule, and why it still expects nothing save from violence.


The pure playfulness of certain wholly whimsical portions of (Charles) Cros’s work should not obscure the fact that at the center of some of his most beautiful poems a revolver is leveled straight at us.


Humor (is) the process that allows one to brush reality aside when it gets too distressing.


Surrealism does not allow those who devote themselves to it to forsake it whenever they like. There is every reason to believe that it acts on the mind very much as drugs do; like drugs, it creates a certain state of need and can push man to frightful revolts.


I myself shall continue living in my glass house where you can always see who comes to call, where everything hanging from the the ceiling and on the walls stays where it is as if by magic, where I sleep nights in a glass bed, under glass sheets, where who I am will sooner or later appear etched by a diamond.


Keep reminding yourself that literature is one of the saddest roads that leads to everything.


Perhaps I am doomed to retrace my steps under the illusion that I am exploring, doomed to try and learn what I should simply recognize, learning a mere fraction of what I have forgotten.


Surrealism will usher you into death, which is a secret society.

It will glove your hand, burying therein the profound M with which the word Memory begins.


When will the arbitrary be granted the place it deserves in the formation of works and ideas?


The purest surrealist act is walking into a crowd with a loaded gun and firing into it randomly


At the word witch, we imagine the horrible old crones from Macbeth.

But the cruel trials witches suffered teach us the opposite. Many perished precisely because they were young and beautiful.


Surrealism is based on the belief in the superior reality of certain forms of previously neglected associations, in the omnipotence of dreams, in the disinterested play of thought. It tends to ruin once and for all other psychic mechanisms and to substitute itself for them in solving all the principle problems of life.


Dada is a state of mind.

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