Ideas don't come without limbs, and so these are no longer ideas but limbs, limbs fighting amongst themselves.

The mental world was never anything but that which remains from a hellish trampling of organs while the man who wore them is no more.

I think this is almost the most brilliant and yet simplistic couple of sentences I have ever read....... before I expound upon them more I would like to know what anyone else might think of them...
These sentences were taken in whole from Interjections as written by Antonin Artaud....