Each component of the organism, like the individual in the social body, possesses the capacity for enjoyment of the self through sharing with others.

As poverty has been reduced in terms of mere survival, it has become more profound in terms of our way of life.

People who talk about revolution and class struggle without referring explicitly to everyday life, without understanding what is subversive about love and what is positive in the refusal of constraints, such people have a corpse in their mouth.

In an industrial society which confuses work and productivity, the necessity of producing has always been an enemy of the desire to create.

People are bewitched into believing that time slips away, and this belief is the basis of time actually slipping away.

Our task is not to rediscover nature but to remake it.

The eruption of lived pleasure is such that in losing myself I find myself; forgetting that I exist, I realize myself.