...love Must Be Regarded As One Of

Have We Not Huddled In Bunkers, While Some Premonition Of Tomorrow Hung In The Air And A Comrade Started Singing? Oh, It Felt So Melancholy! And It Was Kitsch.

Mathematics Is The Source Of A Wicked Intellect That, While Making Man The Lord Of The Earth, Also Makes Him The Slave Of The Machine.

... All Professional Ideologies Are High-minded. Hunters, For Instance, Would Not Dream Of Calling Themselves The Butchers Of The Woods.

... We Engage In Politics Because We Don't Know Anything. This Is Clearly Revealed In The Way We Go About It. Our Parties Exist From A Fear Of Theory. The Voter Fears That One Idea Can Always Be Contradicted By Another. Therefore The Parties Reciprocally Defend Themselves Against The Few Old Ideas They Have Inherited. They Don't Live From What They Promise, But From Frustrating The Promises Of Others. This Is Their Silent Community Of Interests.

A Man Can't Be Angry At His Own Time Without Suffering Some Damage.