Dissonance is the truth about harmony.

Freud made the discovery- quite genuinely, simply through working on his own material- that the more deeply one explores the phenomena of human individuation, the more unreservedly one grasps the individual as a self-contained and dynamic entity, the closer one draws to that in the individual which is really no longer individual.

When I made my theoretical model, I could not have guessed that people would try to realise it with Molotov cocktails.

Every work of art is an uncommitted crime.

If time is money, it seems moral to save time, above all one's own, and such parsimony is excused by consideration for others. One is straight-forward.

In the age of the individual's liquidation, the question of individuality must be raised anew.

In his state of complete powerlessness the individual perceives the time he has left to live as a brief reprieve.