Georges Bataille

“My stupidity gave its blessing to succouring nature, on her knees before God.
What I am (my drunken laughter and happiness) is nonetheless at stake, handed over to chance, thrown out into the night, chased away like a dog.
The wind of truth responded like a slap to piety’s extended cheek.
The heart is human to the extent that it rebels (this means: to be a man is ‘not to bow down before the law’).
A poet doesn’t justify — he doesn’t accept — nature completely. True poetry is outside laws. But poetry ultimately accepts poetry.
When to accept poetry changes it into its opposite (it becomes the mediator of an acceptance!) I hold back the leap in which I would exceed the universe, I justify the given world, I content myself with it”


Georges Bataille, The Bataille Reader
Read more quotes from Georges Bataille


Share this quote:
Share twitter circle

Friends Who Liked This Quote


To see what your friends thought of this quote, please sign up!


This Quote Is From

The Bataille Reader The Bataille Reader by Georges Bataille
88 ratings, average rating, 7 reviews

Browse By Tag