The aim of jazz is the mechanical reproduction of a regressive moment, a castration symbolism. 'Give up your masculinity, let yourself be castrated,' the eunuchlike sound of the jazz band both mocks and proclaims, 'and you will be rewarded, accepted into a fraternity which shares the mystery of impotence with you, a mystery revealed at the moment of the initiation rite.

Happiness is obsolete: uneconomic.

Love you will find only where you may show yourself weak without provoking strength.

Auschwitz begins wherever someone looks at a slaughterhouse and thinks: they’re only animals.

The aim of jazz is the mechanical reproduction of a regressive moment, a castration symbolism. 'Give up your masculinity, let yourself be castrated,' the eunuchlike sound of the jazz band both mocks and proclaims, 'and you will be rewarded, accepted into a fraternity which shares the mystery of impotence with you, a mystery revealed at the moment of the initiation rite.

Proletarian language is dictated by hunger. The poor chew words to fill their bellies.

The recent past always presents itself as if destroyed by catastrophes.