We Have Gained Reality And Lost Dream.

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.

I Am Not Only Convinced That What I Say Is False, But Also That What One Might Say Against It Is False. Despite This, One Must Begin To Talk About It. In Such A Case The Truth Lies Not In The Middle, But Rather All Around, Like A Sack, Which, With Each New Opinion One Stuffs Into It, Changes Its Form, And Becomes More And More Firm.

... 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.

What Is The Use Of Good Painting? We Want A Spell Cast Upon The Optical Part Of Our Existence! We Seldom Really See The World, But When We Do, We Become As Still As A Picture.

Anything That Endures Over Time Sacrifices Its Ability To Make An Impression.