Quotes from Jean Baudrillard

The opposite of knowledge is not ignorance, but deceit and fraud.

The sad thing about artificial intelligence is that it lacks artifice and therefore intelligence.

Deep down, the US, with its space, its technological refinement, its bluff good conscience, even in those spaces which it opens up for simulation, is the only remaining primitive society.

Democracy is the menopause of Western society, the Grand Climacteric of the body social. Fascism is its middle-aged lust.

What you have to do is enter the fiction of America, enter America as fiction. It is, indeed, on this fictive basis that it dominates the world.

The need to speak, even if one has nothing to say, becomes more pressing when one has nothing to say, just as the will to live becomes more urgent when life has lost its meaning.

The price we pay for the complexity of life is too high.

One has never said better how much "humanism", "normality", "quality of life" were nothing but the vicissitudes of profitability.

To love someone is to isolate him from the world, wipe out every trace of him, dispossess him of his shadow, drag him into a murderous future. It is to circle around the other like a dead star and absorb him into a black light.

Like dreams, statistics are a form of wish fulfillment.

The great person is ahead of their time, the smart make something out of it, and the blockhead, sets themselves against it.

Information can tell us everything. It has all the answers. But they are answers to questions we have not asked, and which doubtless don't even arise.

Every woman is like a time-zone. She is a nocturnal fragment of your journey. She brings you unflaggingly closer to the next night.

Boredom is like a pitiless zooming in on the epidermis of time. Every instant is dilated and magnified like the pores of the face.

What is a society without a heroic dimension?

If you say, I love you, then you have already fallen in love with language, which is already a form of break up and infidelity.

The surprises of thought are like those of love: they wear out. But here too you can carry on for a long time doing your conjugal duty.

We shall never resolve the enigma of the relation between the negative foundations of greatness and that greatness itself.

Cowardice and courage are never without a measure of affectation. Nor is love. Feelings are never true. They play with their mirrors.

The very definition of the real becomes: that of which it is possible to give an equivalent reproduction. The real is not only what can be reproduced, but that which is always already reproduced. The hyper real.

There is no human reason to be here, except for the sheer ecstasy of being crowded together.

One of the pleasures of travel is to dive into places where others are compelled to live and come out unscathed, full of the malicious pleasure of abandoning them to their fate.

Nothing is wholly obvious without becoming enigmatic. Reality itself is too obvious to be true .

The simulacrum is never that which conceals the truth--it is the truth which conceals that there is none. The simulacrum is true.