Intelligence is a moral category.
Suffering has as much right to be expressed as a martyr has to cry out. So it may have been false to say that writing poetry after Auschwitz is impossible.
But he who dies in despair has lived his whole life in vain.
People know what they want because they know what other people want.
In his state of complete powerlessness the individual perceives the time he has left to live as a brief reprieve.
In so far as the culture industry arouses a feeling of well-being that the world is precisely in that order suggested by the culture industry, the substitute gratification which it prepares for human beings cheats them out of the same happiness which it deceitfully projects.