To launch a manifesto you have to want: A. B. & C., and fulminate against 1, 2, & 3, and maintain that novelty resembles life in the same way as the latest apparition of a harlot proves the essence of God. His existence had already been proved by the accordion, the landscape and soft words.

Everyone does it [imposes one's A. B. & C.] in the form of a crystal bluff-madonna, or a monetary system, or pharmaceutical preparations, a naked leg being the invitation to an ardent and sterile Spring.

...the love of novelty is a pleasant sort of cross impulsive and vibrant to crucify boredom.

I'm writing this manifesto to show that you can perform contrary actions at the same time, in one single, fresh breath; I am against action; as for continual contradiction, and affirmation too, I am neither for nor against them, and I won't explain myself because I hate common sense.

DADA DOES NOT MEAN ANYTHING

...on the other hand, there are: the new men. Uncouth, galloping, riding astride on hiccups.

Psychoanalyses is a dangerous disease, it deadens man's anti-real inclinations and systematizes the bourgeoisie. There is no ultimate Truth.

I hate slimy objectivity, and harmony, the science that considers that everything is always in order. Carry on children, humanity ... Science says that we are nature's servants: everything is in order, make both love and war. Carry on, children, humanity, nice kind bourgeois and virgin journalists...

I am against systems; the most acceptable system is that of having none on no principle.

Art is a private thing, the artist makes it for himself; a comprehensible work is the product of a journalist...

What we need are strong, straightforward, precise works which will be forever misunderstood. Logic is a complication. Logic is always false.

The Dada Manifesto was written in 1918 by Tristan Tzara, whose group Dada (as well as the Dada Movement) was later abandoned for the Surrealist Movement.