Like Lost Children We Live Our Unfinished

Work Is Only Justified By Leisure Time. To Admit The Emptiness Of Leisure Time Is To Admit The Impossibility Of Life.

The More Powerful The Class, The More It Claims Not To Exist.

Behind The Masks Of Total Choice, Different Forms Of The Same Alienation Confront Each Other.

The Spectacle Is Not A Collection Of Images, But A Social Relation Among People, Mediated By Images.

The Advertisements During Intermissions Are The Truest Reflection Of An Intermission From Life.