To be seen is the ambition of ghosts, and to be remembered is the ambition of the dead.

Mankind today is still making history without having any conscious idea of what it really wants or under what conditions it would stop being unhappy; in fact what it is doing seems to be making itself more unhappy and calling that unhappiness progress.

Freedom is poetry, taking liberties with words, breaking the rules of normal speech, violating common sense. Freedom is violence.

To love is to transform; to be a poet.

The dynamics of capitalism is postponement of enjoyment to the constantly postponed future.

To be is to be vulnerable.

Truth is error burned up.