None of the abstract concepts comes closer to fulfilled utopia than that of eternal peace.

Of the world as it exists, it is not possible to be enough afraid.

Art is the social antithesis of society, not directly deducible from it.

Writing poetry after Auschwitz is barbaric.

They [the critics] deal with Schoenberg's early works and all their wealth by classifying them, with the music-historical cliché, as late romantic post-Wagnerian. One might just as well dispose of Beethoven as a late-classicist post-Haydnerian.

To hate destructiveness, one must hate life as well: only death is an image of undistorted life ... organic life is an illness peculiar to our unlovely planet.

The need to let suffering speak is a condition of all truth. For suffering is objectivity that weighs upon the subject