Enough, I shall be understood in ten years by people who will be doing what you do today. Then my geysers will be known, my ice floes will be seen, the secret of adulterating my poisons will have been learned, the games of my soul will be revealed.
Antonin Artaud, Susan Sontag (1976). “Antonin Artaud, Selected Writings”, p.86, Univ of California Press
