Art is magic delivered from the lie of being truth.

The individual mirrors in his individuation the preordained social laws of exploitation, however mediated.

Rampant technolgy eliminates luxury, but not by declaring privilege a human right; rather, it does so by both raising the general standard of living and cutting off the possibility of fulfilment.

The task of art today is to bring chaos into order. Artistic productivity is the capacity for being voluntarily involuntary.

Wrong life cannot be lived rightly.

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

In psycho-analysis nothing is true except the exaggerations.