The splinter in your eye is the best magnifying-glass available.

Auschwitz begins wherever someone looks at a slaughterhouse and thinks: they’re only animals.

Very evil people cannot really be imagined dying.

Art is the social antithesis of society, not directly deducible from it.

The darkening of the world makes the irrationality of art rational: radically darkened art.

What can oppose the decline of the west is not a resurrected culture but the utopia that is silently contained in the image of its decline.

Laughing in the cultural industry is mockery of happiness.

In the end the soul is itself the longing of the soulless for salvation.

The only true thoughts are those which do not grasp their own meaning

On the way from mythology to logistics thought has lost the element of self-reflection and today machinery disables men even as it nurtures them.

A film which followed the code of the Hays Office to the strictest letter might succeed in being a great work of art, but not in a world in which a Hays Office exists.

The Savior isn't our last chance He is our only chance. Our only chance to overcome self-doubt and catch a vision of who we may become. Our only chance to repent and have our sins washed clean.

I'm with a man who's evolved enough to look at my body and see it as more beautiful because of the journey it has taken.

If I think about the way I was drawn into the music, it was much more by recordings than by live performances.

Little prigs and three-quarter madmen may have the conceit that the laws of nature are constantly broken for their sakes.

If it was up to the studio, everything would be shot with a camcorder.

Well, even to this day, if I smell a Big Mac, I'm like Pavlov's dog. My mouth starts watering immediately, like, 'Man, that is so good,' but I can't take a bite of it.

All comics want to be musicians. There's a part of me that wants to be a serious musician. I love songs about heartache and heartbreak.

Who knows but we may count among our intellectual chickens Like them an Earl of Thackeray and p'raps a Duke of Dickens

One gains by losing self for others and not by hoarding for oneself.

From the height from which the great look down on the world all the rest of mankind seem equal.