The joke of our time is the suicide of intention.

He who stands aloof runs the risk of believing himself better than others and misusing his critique of society as an ideology for his private interest.

One must have tradition in oneself, to hate it properly.

Tact is the discrimination of differences. It consists in conscious deviations.

History does not merely touch on language, but takes place in it.

Death is imposed only on creatures, not their creations, and has therefore always appeared in art in a broken form: as allegory.

The hardest hit, as everywhere, are those who have no choice.