When he painted a road, the roadmakers were there in his imagination, when he painted the turned earth of a ploughed field, the gesture of the blade turning the earth was included in his own act. Whenever he looked he saw the labour of existence; and this labour, recognised as such, was what constituted reality for him. (On Vincent Van Gogh)

Men look at women. Women watch themselves being looked at.

The opposite of love is not to hate but to separate. If love and hate have something in common it is because, in both cases, their energy is that of bringing and holding together

Never chain your dogs together with sausages. One must accustom one's self to be bored.

To be naked is to be oneself. To be nude is to be seen naked by others and yet not recognised for oneself.

Modern thought has transferred the spectral character of Death to the notion of time itself. Time has become Death triumphant over all.

Publicity is the life of this culture - in so far as without publicity capitalism could not survive - and at the same time publicity is its dream.