In its famous paradox, the equation of money and excrement, psychoanalysis becomes the first science to state what common sense and the poets have long known - that the essence of money is in its absolute worthlessness.

To be is to be vulnerable.

History is the enactment of ritual on a permanent and universal stage; and its perpetual commemoration.

Resisting madness is the maddest way of being mad.

I am what is mine. Personality is the original personal property.

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.

Truth is error burned up.