The dialectic cannot stop short before the conceptsof health and sickness, nor indeed before their siblings reason and unreason.

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.

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

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

The very people who burst with proofs of exuberant vitality could easily be taken for prepared corpses, from whom the news of their not-quite-successful decease has been withheld for reasons of population policy. Underlying the prevalent health is death. All the movements of health resemble the reflex-movements of beings whose hearts have stopped beating.

The individual mirrors in his individuation the preordained social laws of exploitation, however mediated.

Technology is making gestures precise and brutal, and with them men.