I'm Interested In The Real World.

In The Past Goodness Was Always A Collective Experience. Then Goodness Became Privatised.

Auschwitz Is A Place In Which Tragedy Cannot Occur.

Our Lives Are Awkward And Fragile And We Have Only One Thing To Keep Us Sane: Pity, And The Man Without Pity Is Mad.

You Have To Learn The Language Of Hamlet.

Humanity's Become A Product And When Humanity Is A Product, You Get Auschwitz And You Get Chair.