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

Work while you work, play while you play - this is a basic rule of repressive self-discipline.

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

He who integrates is lost.

The poor are prevented from thinking by the discipline of others, the rich by their own.

A successful work of art is not one which resolves objective contradictions in a spurious harmony, but one which expresses the idea of harmony negatively by embodying the contradictions, pure and uncompromised, in its innermost structure.

There is no love that is not an echo.