Daily life is governed by an economic system in which the production and consumption of insults tends to balance out.

I do not dream of a gentle revolution. My passion runs to the violence of supersession, the ferocity of a life that renounces nothing.

Purchasing power is a license to purchase power.

People without imagination are beginning to tire of the importance attached to comfort, to culture, to leisure, to all that destroys imagination. This means that people are not really tired of comfort, culture and leisure, but of the use to which they are.

We have a world of pleasure to win, and nothing to lose but boredom.

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

Where constraint breaks people, and mediation makes fools of them, the seduction of power is what makes them love their oppression. Because of it, people give up their real riches for a cause that mutilates them; for an appearance that reifies them; for roles that wrest them from authentic life; for a time whose passage defines and confines them.