Intelligence Is A Moral Category.

On Their Way Toward Modern Science Human Beings Have Discarded Meaning. The Concept Is Replaced By The Formula, The Cause By Rules And Probability.

As A Constellation, Theoretical Thought Circles The Concept It Would Like To Unseal, Hoping That It May Fly Open Like The Lock Of A Well-guarded Safe-deposit Box: In Response, Not To A Single Key Or A Single Number, But To A Combination Of Numbers

Writing Poetry After Auschwitz Is Barbaric.

The Task Of Art Today Is To Bring Chaos Into Order. Artistic Productivity Is The Capacity For Being Voluntarily Involuntary.

The New Human Type Cannot Be Properly Understood Without Awareness Of What He Is Continuously Exposed To From The World Of Things About Him, Even In His Most Secret Innervations.