Who wants a world in which the guarantee that we shall not die of starvation entails the risk of dying of boredom?

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

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.

Work is the opposite of creativity.

In the kingdom of consumption the citizen is king. A democratic monarchy: equality before consumption, fraternity in consumption, and freedom through consumption.

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.