Although every man believes that his decisions and resolutions involve the most multifarious factors, in reality they are mere oscillation between flight and longing.

The world has always gone through periods of madness so as to advance a bit on the road to reason.

The essence of kitsch is the confusion of ethical and esthetic categories; kitsch wants to produce not the "good" but the "beautiful."

If the embodiment of the fundamental idea of our age were to be found in Victorian architecture, in the Church of Cristo Re in Rome or the Church in Brasilia, in Moscow University or the Capitol in Washington, then our age would undoubtedly be called the 'age of kitsch.'

The goddess of beauty is the goddess Kitsch.

Those who live by the sea can hardly form a single thought of which the sea would not be part.

Kitsch is certainly not "bad art," it forms its own closed system.