Reality is the apparent absence of contradiction. The marvelous is the eruption of contradiction within the real. Louis Aragon More Quotes by Louis Aragon More Quotes From Louis Aragon 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. Louis Aragon lazywinefire It is time to return to close reading, to a serious and painstaking examination of an author's methods, of his style. Do not be deterred by headaches. First of all, this would be proof of your lack of stamina. And then, migraines, piercing pain and sudden stabs at the temples are more likely the effects of syphilis than of hard work. Louis Aragon painhard-workreading Language was not given to man: he seized it. Louis Aragon menphilosophyart For each man there awaits... a particular image capable of annihilating the entire universe. Louis Aragon particularuniversemen That you are not already golden word in our streets Already memories Your love fades Already Whether you are no longer to have perished. Louis Aragon streetsgoldenmemories O reason, reason, abstract phantom of the waking state, I had already expelled you from my dreams, now I have reached a point where those dreams are about to become fused with apparent realities: now there is only room here for myself. Louis Aragon wake-updreamreality The authors of book reviews would consider themselves dishonored were they to mention, as they should, the subject of the book. Louis Aragon reviewsshouldbook Your heart like a hawk-mouth in the sun, your heart like a ship on an atoll, your heart like a compass needle driven mad by a little piece of lead, like washing drying in the wind, like a whining of horses, like seed thrown to the birds, like an evening paper one has finished reading! Your heart is a charade that the whole world has guessed. Louis Aragon horsereadingheart 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. Louis Aragon elementsvicesuse And there are loners in rural communities who, at the equinox, are said to don new garments and stroll down to the cities, where great beasts await them, fat and docile. Louis Aragon lonercommunitycities I must confess that I and a few others are burdened with heavy responsibilities regarding the future of criticism. I am certainly, if not the inventor, then at least one of the first systematizers of an absurd critical practice that, as soon as it had peeked its beak out of the nest, flapping its new wet wings, took flight in the minds of the young, becoming a wild ox and sowing avant-garde literature with the mighty tomes of what might as well be called the abstract bear. Louis Aragon responsibilitypracticewings As if one could do what one wanted with one's own body! Louis Aragon bodyifswanted In our day there are no longer any ideas, or they are scarcer than hens' teeth. Louis Aragon hensteethideas I demand that my books be judged with utmost severity, by knowledgeable people who know the rules of grammar and of logic, and who will seek beneath the footsteps of my commas the lice of my thought in the head of my style. Louis Aragon stylebookpeople As [John Heartfield] was playing with the fire of appearance, reality took fire around him... The scraps of photographs that he formerly manoeuvred for the pleasure of stupification, under his fingers began to signify. Louis Aragon appearancefirereality O months of blossoming, months of transfigurations, Louis Aragon summerheartspring The carnal contact side by side, from heel to armpit, brings shudders that shake up nature like the flights of nocturnal birds. Louis Aragon nocturnalsidesbird The rose is born evil ... but it is pink. Louis Aragon bornevilrose There exists a black kingdom which the eyes of man avoid because its landscape fails signally to flatter them. This darkness, which he imagines he can dispense with in describing the light, is error with its unknown characteristics. Error is certainty's constant companion. Error is the corollary of evidence. And anything said about truth may equally well be said about error: the delusion will be no greater. Louis Aragon eyemistakemen Error is certainty's constant companion. Error is the corollary of evidence. And anything said about truth may equally well be said about error: the delusion will be no greater. Louis Aragon errorstruthmay
