Those who cannot help ought also not advise: in an order where every mousehole has been plugged, mere advice exactly equals condemnation.

The inadequacy of the purely purpose-oriented form is revealed for what it is-a monotonous, impoverished boring practicality.

Insane sects grow with the same rhythm as big organizations. It is the rhythm of total destruction.

The culture industry not so much adapts to the reactions of its customers as it counterfeits them.

Of the world as it exists, it is not possible to be enough afraid.

Proletarian language is dictated by hunger. The poor chew words to fill their bellies.

Estrangement shows itself precisely in the elimination of distance between people.