The sublime is only a step removed from the ridiculous.
Everything about art has become problematic; its inner life, its relation to society, even its right to exist.
Of the world as it exists, it is not possible to be enough afraid.
The task of art today is to bring chaos into order. Artistic productivity is the capacity for being voluntarily involuntary.
But he who dies in despair has lived his whole life in vain.
All satire is blind to the forces liberated by decay. Which is why total decay has absorbed the forces of satire.