The more powerful the class, the more it claims not to exist.

The spectacle is capital accumulated to the point where it becomes image.

Tourism, human circulation considered as consumption is fundamentally nothing more than the leisure of going to see what has become banal.

Work is only justified by leisure time. To admit the emptiness of leisure time is to admit the impossibility of life.

Plagiarism is necessary, progress implies it

With the destruction of history, contemporary events themselves retreat into a remote and fabulous realm of unverifiable stories, uncheckable statistics, unlikely explanations and untenable reasoning.

The spectacle is the bad dream of a modern society in chains and ultimately expresses nothing more than its wish for sleep. The spectacle is the guardian of that sleep.