Laughing in the cultural industry is mockery of happiness.

Love is the power to see similarity in the dissimilar.

The human is indissolubly linked with imitation: a human being only becomes human at all by imitating other human beings.

Truth is inseperable from the illusory belief that from the figures of the unreal one day, in spite of all, real deliverance will come.

None of the abstract concepts comes closer to fulfilled utopia than that of eternal peace.

Because thought has by now been perverted into the solving of assigned problems, even what is not assigned is processed like a problem.

That all men are alike is exactly what society would like to hear. It considers actual or imagined differences as stigmas indicating that not enough has yet been done; that something has still been left outside its machinery, not quite determined by its totality.