All disgust is originally disgust at touching.

For only that which we knew and practiced at age 15 will one day constitute our attraction. And one thing, therefore, can never be made good: having neglected to run away from home.

In the convulsions of the commodity economy, we begin to recognize the monuments of the bourgeoisie as ruins even before they have crumbled.

Every monument of civilization is a monument of barbarism

Living substance conquers the frenzy of destruction only in the ecstasy of procreation.

Capitalism is a purely cultic religion, perhaps the most extreme that ever existed.

He who asks fortune-tellers the future unwittingly forfeits an inner intimation of coming events that is a thousand times more exact than anything they may say.