Intelligence Is A Moral Category.

Happiness Is Obsolete: Uneconomic.

The Poor Are Prevented From Thinking By The Discipline Of Others, The Rich By Their Own.

He Who Stands Aloof Runs The Risk Of Believing Himself Better Than Others And Misusing His Critique Of Society As An Ideology For His Private Interest.

Writing Poetry After Auschwitz Is Barbaric.

Kitsch Evokes A Future Utopia Looking Back At A Past That Is Selectively (mis)remembered, Thereby Helping To Stabilize The Present Toward Which Kitsch Is Otherwise Deeply Anatagonistic.