But he who dies in despair has lived his whole life in vain.

When I made my theoretical model, I could not have guessed that people would try to realise it with Molotov cocktails.

The gods look in pleasure on penitent sinners.

Once the last trace of emotion has been eradicated, nothing remains of thought but absolute tautology.

The task of art today is to bring chaos into order.

Art is permitted to survive only if it renounces the right to be different, and integrates itself into the omnipotent realm of the profane.

The film has succeeded in transforming subjects so indistinguishably into social functions, that those wholly encompassed, no longer aware of any conflict, enjoy their own dehumanization as something human, as the joy of warmth. The total interconnectedness of the culture industry, omitting nothing, is one with total social delusion.