Technology is making gestures precise and brutal, and with them men.
Intelligence is a moral category.
Words tend to bounce off nature as they try to deliver nature's language into the hands of another language foreign to it.
Exuberant health is always, as such, sickness also.
None of the abstract concepts comes closer to fulfilled utopia than that of eternal peace.
Wrong life cannot be lived rightly.
Art is permitted to survive only if it renounces the right to be different, and integrates itself into the omnipotent realm of the profane.
Advice to intellectuals: let no-one represent you.
Only a humanity to whom death has become as indifferent as its members, that has itself died, can inflict it administratively on innumerable people.
The task of art today is to bring chaos into order.
Art is magic delivered from the lie of being truth.
If time is money, it seems moral to save time, above all one's own, and such parsimony is excused by consideration for others. One is straight-forward.
The splinter in your eye is the best magnifying-glass.
...the beautiful in nature is like a spark flashing momentarily and disappearing as soon as one tries to get hold of it.
Every work of art is an uncommitted crime.
Love is the power to see similarity in the dissimilar.
Freedom would be not to choose between black and white but to abjure such prescribed choices.
In the age of the individual's liquidation, the question of individuality must be raised anew.
Love you will find only where you may show yourself weak without provoking strength.
Truth is inseperable from the illusory belief that from the figures of the unreal one day, in spite of all, real deliverance will come.