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

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.

There is something embarrassing in... the way in which, ... turning suffering into images, harsh and uncompromising though they are, ... wounds the shame we feel in the presence of the victims. For these victims are used to create something, works of art, that are thrown to the consumption of a world which destroyed them.

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

In the end, glorification of splendid underdogs is nothing other than glorification of the splendid system that makes them so.

Love is the power to see similarity in the dissimilar.

No harm comes to man from outside alone: dumbness is the objective spirit.