To work for delight and authentic festivity is barely distinguishable from preparing for a general insurrection

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.

What could I wish for the present but to take the greatest pleasure in being what I am?

To work for delight and authentic festivity is barely distinguishable from preparing for a general insurrection

Work to survive, survive by consuming, survive to consume; the hellish cycle is complete.

The organization controlling the material equipment of our everyday life is such that what in itself would enable us to construct it richly plunges us instead into a poverty of abundance, making alienation all the more intolerable as each convenience promises liberation and turns out to be only one more burden. We are condemned to slavery to the means of liberation.