Proletarian language is dictated by hunger. The poor chew words to fill their bellies.
The darkening of the world makes the irrationality of art rational: radically darkened art.
The task of art today is to bring chaos into order.
Only thought which does violence to itself is hard enough to shatter myth.
True thoughts are those alone which do not understand themselves.
An emancipated society, on the other hand, would not be a unitary state, but the realization of universality in the reconciliation of differences.