André Breton

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

Tell me whom you haunt and I’ll tell you who you are.

Words make love with one another.

Beauty will be convulsive or will not be at all.

The man who cannot visualize a horse galloping on a tomato is an idiot.

The imaginary is what tends to become real.

Perhaps my life is nothing but an image of this kind; perhaps I am doomed to retrace my steps under the illusion that I am exploring, doomed to try and learn what I simply should recognize, learning a mere fraction of what I have forgotten.

Let us not mince words.. the marvelous is always beautiful, anything marvelous is beautiful, in fact only the marvelous is beautiful.

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.

Life’s greatest gift is the freedom it leaves you to step out of it whenever you choose.