Freedom would be not to choose between black and white but to abjure such prescribed choices.

The specific is not exclusive: it lacks the aspiration to totality.

Kitsch evokes a future utopia looking back at a past that is selectively (mis)remembered, thereby helping to stabilize the present toward which kitsch is otherwise deeply anatagonistic.

The task of art today is to bring chaos into order.

Quality is decided by the depth at which the work incorporates the alternatives within itself, and so masters them.

In the end indignation over kitsch is anger at tis shameless revelling in the joy of imitation.

To say 'we' and mean 'I' is one of the most recondite insults.