In the innermost recesses of humanism, as its very soul, there rages a frantic prisoner who, as a Fascist, turns the world into a prison.
He who integrates is lost.
Only thought which does violence to itself is hard enough to shatter myth.
People know what they want because they know what other people want.
The darkening of the world makes the irrationality of art rational: radically darkened art.
The law of the innermost form of the essay is heresy