Technology is making gestures precise and brutal, and with them men.

The culture industry not so much adapts to the reactions of its customers as it counterfeits them.

In the end, glorification of splendid underdogs is nothing other than glorification of the splendid system that makes them so.

Lies are told only to convey to someone that one has no need either of him or his good opinion.

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.

Today self-consciousness no longer means anything but reflection on the ego as embarrassment, as realization of impotence: knowing that one is nothing.