Mathematics Is The Bold Luxury Of Pure

The Proverbial Notion Of Historical Distance Consists In Our Having Lost Ninety-five Of Every Hundred Original Facts, So The Remaining Ones Can Be Arranged However One Likes.

What Is Perceptible To One’s Mistrust Is The Cut-and-dried Way That Life Is Divided Up And The Ready-made Form It Assumes, The Ever-recurring Sameness Of It, The Pre-formations Passed Down By Generation After Generation, The Ready-made Language Not Only Of The Tongue But Also Of The Sensations And The Feelings.

Ideology Is: Intellectual Ordering Of The Feelings; An Objective Connection Among Them That Makes The Subjective Connection Easier.

Stupidity Is Active In Every Direction, And Can Dress Up In All The Clothes Of Truth. Truth, On The Other Hand, Has For Every Occasion Only One Dress And One Path, And Is Always At A Disadvantage.

Is Not Art A Tool We Employ To Peel The Kitsch Off Life? Layer By Layer Art Strips Life Bare. The More Abstract It Gets, The More Transparent The Air Is. Can It Be That The Farther It Is Removed From Life, The Clearer Art Becomes?