Tact is the discrimination of differences. It consists in conscious deviations.

An emancipated society, on the other hand, would not be a unitary state, but the realization of universality in the reconciliation of differences.

Love is the ability to discover similarities in the dis-similar. The audience has a right not to be fooled - even if it insists on being fooled.

Art as a whole is a riddle. Another way of putting this is to say that art expresses something while at the same time hiding it.

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.

Even the loveliest dream bears like a blemish its difference from reality, the awareness that what it grants is mere illusion.

Death is imposed only on creatures, not their creations, and has therefore always appeared in art in a broken form: as allegory.