Everything that has ever been called folk art has always reflected domination.

Love is the ability to discover similarities in the dis-similar. The audience has a right not to be fooled - even if it insists on being fooled.

Love is the power to see similarity in the dissimilar.

Thinking no longer means anymore than checking at each moment whether one can indeed think.

As a constellation, theoretical thought circles the concept it would like to unseal, hoping that it may fly open like the lock of a well-guarded safe-deposit box: in response, not to a single key or a single number, but to a combination of numbers

One must have tradition in oneself, to hate it properly.

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