Television Knows No Night. It Is Perpetual

It Is The Corpse Of The Bourgeoisie That Separates Us. With Us, It Is That Class That Is The Carrier Of The Chromosome Of Banality.

The Sad Thing About Artificial Intelligence Is That It Lacks Artifice And Therefore Intelligence.

At The Heart Of Pornography Is Sexuality Haunted By Its Own Disappearance.

History That Repeats Itself Turns To Farce. Farce That Repeats Itself Turns To History.

The Simulacrum Is Never That Which Conceals The Truth--it Is The Truth Which Conceals That There Is None. The Simulacrum Is True.