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The painting of tomorrow will use the photographic eye as it has used the human eye.

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For each man there awaits a particular image capable of annihilating the entire universe.
There are strange flowers of reason to match each error of the senses. Admirable gardens of absurd beliefs, forebodings, obsessions and frenzies. Unknown, ever-changing gods take shape there.
Love is made by two people, in different kinds of solitude. It can be in a crowd, but in an oblivious crowd.
Can the knowledge deriving from reason even begin to compare with knowledge perceptible by sense?
There are strange flowers of reason to match each error of the senses.
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.
Light is meaningful only in relation to darkness, and truth presupposes error. It is these mingled opposites which people our life, which make it pungent, intoxicating. We only exist in terms of this conflict, in the zone where black and white clash.
It sometimes happens that pleasure blows anywhere it damn well chooses.
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.
Yes, I read. I have that absurd habit. I like beautiful poems, moving poetry, and all the beyond of that poetry. I am extraordinarily sensitive to those poor, marvelous words left in our dark night by a few men I never knew.