Freud made the discovery- quite genuinely, simply through working on his own material- that the more deeply one explores the phenomena of human individuation, the more unreservedly one grasps the individual as a self-contained and dynamic entity, the closer one draws to that in the individual which is really no longer individual.

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 age of the individual's liquidation, the question of individuality must be raised anew.

Work while you work, play while you play - this is a basic rule of repressive self-discipline.

As a constellation, theoretical thought circles the concept it would like to unseal, hoping that it may fly open like the lock of a well-guarded safe-deposit box: in response, not to a single key or a single number, but to a combination of numbers

Happiness is obsolete: uneconomic.

And how comfortless is the thought that the sickness of the normal does not necessarily imply as its opposite the health of the sick, but that the latter usually only present, in a different way, the same disastrous pattern.