In organized groups such as the army or the Church there is either no mention of love whatsoever between the members, or it is expressed only in a sublimated and indirect way, through the mediation of some religious imagine in the love of whom the members unite and whose all-embracing love they are supposed to imitate in their attitude towards each other. It is one of the basic tenets of fascist leadership to keep primary libidinal energy on an unconscious level so as to divert its manifestations in a way suitable to political ends.
Of the world as it exists, it is not possible to be enough afraid.
There is no true life within a false life.
Technology is making gestures precise and brutal, and with them men.
It would be advisable to think of progress in the crudest, most basic terms: that no one should go hungry anymore, that there should be no more torture, no more Auschwitz. Only then will the idea of progress be free from lies.
Happiness is obsolete: uneconomic.
But he who dies in despair has lived his whole life in vain.
That all men are alike is exactly what society would like to hear. It considers actual or imagined differences as stigmas indicating that not enough has yet been done; that something has still been left outside its machinery, not quite determined by its totality.
Everybody must have projects all the time. The maximum must be extracted from leisure ... The whole of life must look like a job, and by this resemblance conceal what is not yet directly devoted to pecuniary gain.
For a man who no longer has a homeland, writing becomes a place to live.
Estrangement shows itself precisely in the elimination of distance between people.
He who matures early lives in anticipation.
Writing poetry after Auschwitz is barbaric.
In psycho-analysis nothing is true except the exaggerations.
Tenderness between people is nothing other than awareness of the possibility of relations without purpose.
Very evil people cannot really be imagined dying.
In Anglo-Saxon countries the prostitutes look as if they purveyed, along with sin, the attendant pains of hell.
The need to let suffering speak is a condition of all truth. For suffering is objectivity that weighs upon the subject
Insane sects grow with the same rhythm as big organizations. It is the rhythm of total destruction.
The bourgeois ... is tolerant. His love for people as they are stems from his hatred of what they might be.
Everything about art has become problematic; its inner life, its relation to society, even its right to exist.
True thoughts are those alone which do not understand themselves.
The almost insoluble task is to let neither the power of others, nor our own powerlessness, stupefy us.
Talent is perhaps nothing other than successfully sublimated rage.
Indeed, happiness is nothing other than being encompassed, an after-image of the original shelter within the mother. But for this reason no one who is happy can know that he is so. To see happiness, he would have to pass out of it: to be as if already born. He who says he is happy lies, and in invoking happiness, sins against it. He alone keeps faith who says: I was happy.
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