Art Is Not Communicative, Art Is Not

The Aim Of Critique Is Not The Ends Of Man Or Of Reason But In The End The Overman, The Overcome, Overtaken Man. The Point Of Critique Is Not Justification But A Different Way Of Feeling: Another Sensibility

A Concept Is A Brick. It Can Be Used To Build A Courthouse Of Reason. Or It Can Be Thrown Through The Window.

Evaluations, In Essence, Are... Ways Of Being, Modes Of Existence Of Those Who Judge And Evaluate.

The Problem Is No Longer Getting People To Express Themselves, But Providing Little Gaps Of Solitude And Silence In Which They Might Eventually Find Something To Say. Repressive Forces Don’t Stop People From Expressing Themselves, But Rather, Force Them To Express Themselves. What A Relief To Have Nothing To Say, The Right To Say Nothing, Because Only Then Is There A Chance Of Framing The Rare, Or Ever Rarer, The Thing That Might Be Worth Saying.

Reading Something From Beginning To End. That Is Reading With Love.