For a man who no longer has a homeland, writing becomes a place to live.

Newness only becomes mere evil in its totalitarian format, where all the tension between individual and society, that once gave rise to the category of the new, is dissipated. Today the appeal to newness, of no matter what kind, provided only that it is archaic enough, has become universal, the omnipresent medium of false mimesis. The decomposition of the subject is consummated in his self-abandonment to an ever-changing sameness.

Horror is beyond the reach of psychology.

Wrong life cannot be lived rightly.

Dialectic thought is an attempt to break through the coercion of logic by its own means.

The idea that after this war life will continue 'normally' or even that culture might be 'rebuilt' - as if the rebuilding of culture were not already its negation - is idiotic.

Not only is the self entwined in society; it owes society its existence in the most literal sense.