Driving is a spectacular form of amnesia. Everything is to be discovered, everything to be obliterated.

History that repeats itself turns to farce. Farce that repeats itself turns to history.

Contact with men who wield power and authority still leaves an intangible sense of repulsion. It's very like being in close proximity to fecal matter, the fecal embodiment of something unmentionable, and you wonder what it is made of and when it acquired its historically sacred character.

There is nothing funny about Halloween. This sarcastic festival reflects, rather, an infernal demand for revenge by children on the adult world.

Art does not die because there is no more art. It dies because there is too much.

Like dreams, statistics are a form of wish fulfillment.

In the same way that we need statesmen to spare us the abjection of exercising power, we need scholars to spare us the abjection of learning.