People at the top are closing ranks so tightly that all possibility of subjective deviation has gone, and difference can be sought only in the more distinguished cut of an evening dress.

The individual mirrors in his individuation the preordained social laws of exploitation, however mediated.

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

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

He who integrates is lost.

The darkening of the world makes the irrationality of art rational: radically darkened art.

In many people it is already an impertinence to say 'I'.