The most agonising thing is to drop doubt into a man about his being a reality, three-dimensional - and not some other kind of reality.

If we have no heretics we must invent them, for heresy is essential to health and growth.

what primitive tastes the ancients must have had if their poets were inspired by those absurd, untidy clumps of mist, idiotically jostling one another about

The flame will cool tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow.... But someone must see this already today, and speak heretically today about tomorrow. Heretics are the only (bitter) remedy against the entropy of human thought.

Revolution is everywhere, in everything. It is infinite. There is no final revolution, no final number. The social revolution is only one of an infinite number of numbers: the law of revolution is not a social law, but an immeasurably greater one. It is a cosmic, universal law - like the laws of the conservation of energy and of the dissipation of energy (entropy).

Dogma, static positions, consonance - all these are obstacles to catching the disease of art, at least in its more complex forms.

Only the rational and useful is beautiful.