Quotes by : André Breton

My wife with the hair of a wood fireWith the thoughts of heat lightningWith the waist of an hourglassWith....

Past and future monopolize the poet’s sensory and intellectual faculties, detached from the immediate....

At the word witch, we imagine the horrible old crones from Macbeth. But the cruel trials witches suffered....

May night continue to fall upon the orchestra

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

The pure playfulness of certain wholly whimsical portions of (Charles) Cros’s work should not obscure....

There are fairy stories to be written for adults. Stories that are still in a green state.

Beauty will be convulsive or will not be at all.

The mind, placed before any kind of difficulty, can find an ideal outlet in the absurd. Accommodation....

Nothing that surrounds us is object, all is subject.