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

He who matures early lives in anticipation.

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

Art is permitted to survive only if it renounces the right to be different, and integrates itself into the omnipotent realm of the profane.

As naturally as the ruled always took the morality imposed upon them more seriously than did the rulers themselves, the deceived masses are today captivated by the myth of success even more than the successful are. Immovably, they insist on the very ideology which enslaves them. The misplaced love of the common people for the wrong which is done to them is a greater force than the cunning of the authorities.

History does not merely touch on language, but takes place in it.

The task of art today is to bring chaos into order.