Auschwitz begins wherever someone looks at a slaughterhouse and thinks: they’re only animals.

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

In the end indignation over kitsch is anger at tis shameless revelling in the joy of imitation.

The body's habituation to walking as normal stems from the good olddays. It was the bourgeois form of locomotion: physicaldemythologization, free of the spell of hieratic pacing, rooflesswandering, breathless flight. Human dignity insisted on the right towalk, a rhythm not extorted from the body by command or terror. Thewalk, the stroll, were private ways of passing time, the heritage ofthe feudal promenade in the nineteenth century.

The man for whom time stretches out painfully is one waiting in vain, disappointed at not finding tomorrow already continuing yesterday.

Anti-Semitism is the rumour about the Jews.

Laughing in the cultural industry is mockery of happiness.