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

Very evil people cannot really be imagined dying.

Only a humanity to whom death has become as indifferent as its members, that has itself died, can inflict it administratively on innumerable people.

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.

In the end indignation over kitsch is anger at tis shameless revelling in the joy of imitation.

Domination delegates the physical violence on which it rests to the dominated.

The capacity for fear and for happiness are the same, the unrestricted openness to experience amounting to self-abandonment in which the vanquished rediscovers himself.