Happiness is obsolete: uneconomic.
Everything about art has become problematic; its inner life, its relation to society, even its right to exist.
Of the world as it exists, it is not possible to be enough afraid.
History does not merely touch on language, but takes place in it.
When all actions are mathematically calculated, they also take on a stupid quality.
The positive element of kitsch lies in the fact that it sets free for a moment the glimmering realization that you have wasted your life.