He had two birth dates.

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  ..., drew explicit parallels between Swanson's role as an aging starlet and Breton's part in the "one-actor film" that was too much to let pass --- although this time, in place of a triumphantly sarcastic rebuttal, a surrealists commando made up of Zimbacca, Bedouin, and Schuster met Saillet in front of his office and beat the stuffing out of him "on behalf of Gloria Swanson." 

The paintings were hung on revolving doors that didn't revolve.

"...The Child's Brain, which Breton first spied during the war while passing Paul Guillaume's gallery on a bus, and whose "exceptional ability to shock" had so moved him that he immediately gotten off to contemplate it, ultimately acquiring it around 1919."  

 
"Although desperately poor, (Yves) Tanguy, was scrupulous about his personal hygiene-which did not keep him, when in the country, from eating live grasshoppers, spiders, ants, and whatever else crawled by." from  Revolution of the Mind: The Life of Andre Breton by Mark Polizzotti 

 
"The giddiness of the meeting, and of his walk through Paris bustling with nocturnal life, seemed to Breton to be laden with magical significance, a synthesis of the "real" and the "imaginary" a consummate instance of "lyric behaviour such as is indispensable to everyone, even if for only an hour of love, such as Surrealism has tried to systematize it, with all possible predictive force." from R

On Monday, October 4, 1926, at the end of an "idle, gloomy" afternoon, Breton was walking on Rue La Fayette, not far from the "extremely handsome, extremely useless Porte Saint-Denis" that provided the backdrop of his daily wonderings. He stopped at a bookstore...

...Breton smiling as the patients cried out, "Help! They're crazy!"

In 1986 however, the city of Paris officially inaugurated the Allee Andre Breton in the newly built Forum des Halles, one of several pedestrian walkways burying the site of Breton's nocturnal stroll with Jacqueline fifty years earlier.

.... Clignancourt fleamarket, in search of "objects that can be found nowhere else: old fashioned, broken, useless, almost incomprehensible, even perverse";

"One knocked on the door, and stepped inside, had a drink, and departed with grave and mysterious feeling. It was like a secret assignation with strangely disturbing persons..."

"..it took the form of "The Great Invisibles," a concept Breton had derived from the writings of William James and the German romantic poet Novalis. The Great Invisibles were beings that surrounded humanity but went undetected by the five senses, insubstantial nodal points of our desires and aspirations toward the marvelous. the race of invisible creatures inaugurated Breton's turn toward the pre

"What is Andre Breton? An amalgam of Humor and a sense of disaster: something like a top hat."

 "...it was no coincidence that, once Gorky's living torment ended, Matta's passion for Magouch dissipated as well. When Matta phoned to explain his actions, Breton called him a "murderer" and hung up."  

 "One of the most curious homages paid him during this period came in January 1963, when some young poets (on drugs, Breton claimed) snuck into 42 Rue Fontaine in the middle of the night and tried to set the door to his apartment on fire - a show of affection that would have been comic were it not for the fact that the apartment's gas lines were located just behind the wall ..." 

The army dismissed Breton on September 19, 1919.

 "Like others before him, Duits was surprised to find Breton's room so orderly, his conversation so polite, his gestures so "old world."  - from Revolution of the Mind The Life of Andre Breton by Mark Polizzotti

"....Sage's satirical rendition of a dinner at Chemillieu gives some idea of the hidden discords among the castle residents that summer;
Matta; : I saw a workman.
Breton: Death is the only thing that matters in life.
Matta: Who was counting money.
Breton: I don't understand what you say.
Matta: A workman who was counting the money he earned.
Frances: ( heavy Spanish accent ) Hab you heard de one a

 "I have made a pact with prostitutes to sow chaos among families. I remember the night preceding this dangerous liaison. Before me I saw a tomb. Heard a glow worm huge as a house say to me: I shall enlighten you..." Most gratifying were the howls of the patients that rose in accompaniment. 

  "Who made this film?," to which a third voice replied: "Madame Germaine Dulac." "And who is Madame Dulac?" Whereupon Breton rose and, in his most courteous tone, announced: "Madame Germaine is a cunt." Madame Dulac herself fainted away in the front row, while the cinema's owner had the Surrealists duly erected-shouting obscenities and smashing house mirrors as they went. 

 "Some of these phantoms appeared in rather unexpected settings, such as the bathroom of a small inn, where Breton suddenly noticed an enormous white cockroach crawling toward him." Now, everyone knows that there's no such thing as a white cockroach," he recounted to a friend. "Fascinated to the point of wondering whether some spirit didn't inhabit that ' thing,' who perhaps had a message for me, 

 ...their convergence suggested that the most fertile images derived not from a deliberate, individual process of creation but from a connection with more universal mental substrata-were not, in other words, dictated by the voice of reason but whispered by what Victor Hugo had called the "mouth of shadows." 

 "Shortly before nine o'clock on Monday evening, September 25, ------ were waiting. Crevel then demonstrated the recommended procedure: lights out, silence, chain of hands around a table. In darkness punctuated only by the flashing lights of the cabarets below, he soon fell into a deep slumber. As Simone described the session to her cousin: It's dark. We are all around the table, silent, hands str

 "Among the examples Breton later cited as most "jolting" were: "The anemic little girl makes the wax-polished mannequins blush," and "Caraco is a beautiful slut: lazy as a dormouse and wearing glass gloves to save her from having to lift a finger, she threads pearls with a scapegoat." - Revolution of the Mind: The Life of Andre Breton by Polizzotti.  

  ...would hunt for butterflies, or for agats in the riverbed-seeking in the later, as the Surrealists Robert Benayoun put it, "signs, colors, transparencies, and sometimes figures, which everyone could interpret to their liking, according to their personal paranoia and the specific magic governing the time of discovery." Breton later celebrated the "language of stones" noting that to persevere in