The task of art today is to bring chaos into order.

Quality is decided by the depth at which the work incorporates the alternatives within itself, and so masters them.

Everything that has ever been called folk art has always reflected domination.

Thinking no longer means anymore than checking at each moment whether one can indeed think.

The lie has long since lost its honest function of misrepresenting reality. Nobody believes anybody, everyone is in the know. Lies are told only to convey to someone that one has no need either of him or his good opinion.

True thoughts are those alone which do not understand themselves.

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