What I am, I don't know. I am the simulacrum of myself.

We shall never resolve the enigma of the relation between the negative foundations of greatness and that greatness itself.

If everything is perfect, language is useless. This is true for animals. If animals don't speak, it's because everything's perfect for them. If one day they start to speak, it will be because the world has lost a certain sort of perfection.

Television knows no night. It is perpetual day. TV embodies our fear of the dark, of night, of the other side of things.

Santa Barbara is a paradise; Disneyland is a paradise; the U.S. is a paradise. Paradise is just paradise. Mournful, monotonous, and superficial though it may be, it is paradise. There is no other.

I hesitate to deposit money in a bank. I am afraid I shall never dare to take it out again

Challenge, and not desire, lies at the heart of seduction.