When I made my theoretical model, I could not have guessed that people would try to realise it with Molotov cocktails.

In his state of complete powerlessness the individual perceives the time he has left to live as a brief reprieve.

Kitsch parodies catharsis...It is in vain to try to draw the boundaries abstractly between aesthetic fiction and kitsch's emotional plunder. It is a poison admixed to all art; excising it is today one of art's despairing efforts.

Advice to intellectuals: let no-one represent you.

He who has laughter on his side has no need of proof.

All satire is blind to the forces liberated by decay. Which is why total decay has absorbed the forces of satire.

What can oppose the decline of the west is not a resurrected culture but the utopia that is silently contained in the image of its decline.