Art as a whole is a riddle. Another way of putting this is to say that art expresses something while at the same time hiding it.

The law of the innermost form of the essay is heresy

The very people who burst with proofs of exuberant vitality could easily be taken for prepared corpses, from whom the news of their not-quite-successful decease has been withheld for reasons of population policy. Underlying the prevalent health is death. All the movements of health resemble the reflex-movements of beings whose hearts have stopped beating.

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

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

Freedom would be not to choose between black and white but to abjure such prescribed choices.

In psycho-analysis nothing is true except the exaggerations.