“One day I will tear off the anchor that holds my ship far from the seas. With ridicule, declines (what is decay?), By bursting, by emptiness, by a total dissipation-derision-purgation, I will expel from myself the form that we thought was so well attached, composed, coordinated, matched with my surroundings and my peers (...) I will dive.”

- extract from “Clown” by Henri Michaux, 1939