“In truth, Freud sees nothing and understands nothing.”

The fundamental problem of political philosophy is still precisely the one that Spinoza saw so clearly (and that Wilhelm Reich rediscovered): Why do men fight for their servitude as stubbornly as though it were their salvation?

I believe strongly that philosophy has nothing to do with specialists.

Nietzsche’s break with Schopenhauer rests on precisely this point; it is a matter of knowing whether the will is unitary or multiple.

belief is necessarily something false that diverts and suffocates effective production.

Photography, if there is photography, is already snapped, already shot, in the very interior of things and for all points of space.

Philosophy, art, and science are not the mental objects of an objectified brain but the three aspects under which the brain becomes subject.

The shadow escapes from the body like an animal we had been sheltering.

Write, form a rhizome, increase your territory by deterritorialization, extend the line of flight to the point where it becomes an abstract machine covering the entire plane of consistency.

It is always from the depths of its impotence that each power center draws its power, hence their extreme maliciousness, and vanity.

The plane of consistency is the abolition of all metaphor; all that consists is Real.

Things never pass where you think, nor along the paths you think.

Let us create extraordinary words, on condition that they be put to the most ordinary use and that the entity they designate be made to exist in the same way as the most common object.

Psychoanalysts are bent on producing man abstractly, that is to say ideologically, for culture. It is Oedipus who produces man in this fashion and who gives a structure to the false movement of infinite progression and regression.

It’s not easy to see things from the middle, rather than looking down on them from above or up at them from below, or from left to right or right to left: try it, you’ll see that everything changes.

A tyrant institutionalises stupidity, but he is the first servant of his own system and the first to be installed within it.

Images exist; things themselves are images… Images constantly act on and react to one another, produce and consume. There is no difference between images, things and movement.

Knowledge is not for knowing, knowledge is for cutting.

This knowledge, so inaccessible, so formidable, the Fool, in his innocent idiocy, already possesses.

True ignorance is not the absence of knowledge, but the refusal to acquire it.

Knowledge is in the end based on acknowledgment.

To know that we know what we know, and to know that we do not know what we do not know, that is true knowledge.

Wonder is the seed of knowledge.

Knowledge is power.

The study of truth requires a considerable effort – which is why few are willing to undertake it out of love of knowledge – despite the fact that God has implanted a natural appetite for such knowledge in the minds of men.