Mass transportation is doomed to failure in North America because a person’s car is the only place where he can be alone and think.

A typewriter is a means of transcribing thought, not expressing it.

Publication is a self-invasion of privacy.

A point of view can be a dangerous luxury when substituted for insight and understanding.

Antipathy, dissimilarity of views, hate, contempt, can accompany true love.

Art is anything you can get away with.

The medium is the message.

The medium is the message. This is merely to say that the personal and social consequences of any medium – that is, of any extension of ourselves – result from the new scale that is introduced into our affairs by each extension of ourselves, or by any new technology.

Madison Avenue is a very powerful aggression against private consciousness. A demand that you yield your private consciousness to public manipulation.

Mass transportation is doomed to failure in North America because a person’s car is the only place where he can be alone and think.

All media exist to invest our lives with artificial perceptions and arbitrary values.

Ideally, advertising aims at the goal of a programmed harmony among all human impulses and aspirations and endeavors. Using handicraft methods, it stretches out toward the ultimate electronic goal of a collective consciousness.

Canada is the only country in the world that knows how to live without an identity.

Television brought the brutality of war into the comfort of the living room. Vietnam was lost in the living rooms of America – not on the battlefields of Vietnam.

Far more thought and care go into the composition of any prominent ad in a newspaper or magazine than go into the writing of their features and editorials.

Money is just the poor man’s credit card.

Schizophrenia may be a necessary consequence of literacy.

Most of our assumptions have outlived their uselessness.

Money is a poor man’s credit card.

Great art speaks a language which every intelligent person can understand. The people who call themselves modernists today speak a different language.

The spoken word was the first technology by which man was able to let go of his environment in order to grasp it in a new way.

Advertising is an environmental striptease for a world of abundance.

Politics will eventually be replaced by imagery. The politician will be only too happy to abdicate in favor of his image, because the image will be much more powerful than he could ever be.

The car has become the carapace, the protective and aggressive shell, of urban and suburban man.

The mark of our time is its revulsion against imposed patterns.

Anyone who tries to make a distinction between education and entertainment doesn’t know the first thing about either.

We drive into the future using only our rearview mirror.

The scientist rigorously defends his right to be ignorant of almost everything except his specialty.

Societies have always been shaped more by the nature of the media by which men communicate than by the content of the communication.

One of the effects of living with electric information is that we live habitually in a state of information overload. There’s always more than you can cope with.

Jokes are grievances.

The photograph reverses the purpose of travel, which until now had been to encounter the strange and unfamiliar.

Obsolescence never meant the end of anything, it’s just the beginning.

The modern Little Red Riding Hood, reared on singing commercials, has no objection to being eaten by the wolf.

The more the data banks record about each one of us, the less we exist.

The business of the advertiser is to see that we go about our business with some magic spell or tune or slogan throbbing quietly in the background of our minds.

I wouldn’t have seen it if I hadn’t believed it.

Where the whole man is involved there is no work. Work begins with the division of labor.

I think of art, at its most significant, as a DEW line, a Distant Early Warning system that can always be relied on to tell the old culture what is beginning to happen to it.

I don’t necessarily agree with everything I say.

The printing press was at first mistaken for an engine of immortality by everybody except Shakespeare.

Today the tyrant rules not by club or fist, but disguised as a market researcher, he shepherds his flocks in the ways of utility and comfort.

Historians and archaeologists will one day discover that the ads of our time are the richest and most faithful reflections that any society ever made of its entire range of activities.

Diaper backward spells repaid. Think about it.

There are no passengers on spaceship earth. We are all crew.

Affluence creates poverty.

American youth attributes much more importance to arriving at driver’s license age than at voting age.

As technology advances, it reverses the characteristics of every situation again and again. The age of automation is going to be the age of ‘do it yourself.’

Ads are the cave art of the twentieth century.

Art at its most significant is a Distant Early Warning System that can always be relied on to tell the old culture what is beginning to happen to it.

We become what we behold. We shape our tools and then our tools shape us.

The name of a man is a numbing blow from which he never recovers.

When producers want to know what the public wants, they graph it as curves. When they want to tell the public what to get, they say it in curves.

The new electronic independence re-creates the world in the image of a global village.

We shape our tools and afterwards our tools shape us.

It is the framework which changes with each new technology and not just the picture within the frame.

For tribal man space was the uncontrollable mystery. For technological man it is time that occupies the same role.

Good taste is the first refuge of the non-creative. It is the last-ditch stand of the artist.

If the nineteenth century was the age of the editorial chair, ours is the century of the psychiatrist’s couch.

Today it is not the classroom nor the classics which are the repositories of models of eloquence, but the ad agencies.

As the unity of the modern world becomes increasingly a technological rather than a social affair, the techniques of the arts provide the most valuable means of insight into the real direction of our own collective purposes.

A commercial society whose members are essentially ascetic and indifferent in social ritual has to be provided with blueprints and specifications for evoking the right tone for every occasion.

In this electronic age we see ourselves being translated more and more into the form of information, moving toward the technological extension of consciousness.

Our Age of Anxiety is, in great part, the result of trying to do today’s job with yesterday’s tools and yesterday’s concepts.

Darkness is to space what silence is to sound, i.e., the interval.

An administrator in a bureaucratic world is a man who can feel big by merging his non-entity in an abstraction. A real person in touch with real things inspires terror in him.

Advertising is the greatest art form of the 20th century.

Appetite is essentially insatiable, and where it operates as a criterion of both action and enjoyment (that is, everywhere in the Western world since the sixteenth century) it will infallibly discover congenial agencies (mechanical and political) of expression.

Everybody experiences far more than he understands. Yet it is experience, rather than understanding, that influences behavior.

Innumerable confusions and a feeling of despair invariably emerge in periods of great technological and cultural transition.