Emil Cioran Quotes
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You are forgiven everything provided you have a trade, a subtitle to your name, a seal on your nothingness.
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We had nothing to say to one another, and while I was manufacturing my phrases I felt that earth was falling through space and that I was falling with it at a speed that made me dizzy.
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No one should try to live if he has not completed his training as a victim.
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What is not heartrending is superfluous, at least in music.
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To live... in any sense of the word... is to reject others; to accept them, one must renounce, do oneself violence.
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Nothing sweeter than to drag oneself along behind events; and nothing more reasonable. But without a strong dose of madness, no initiative, no enterprise, no gesture. Reason: the rust of our vitality. It is the madman in us who forces us to adventure; once he abandons us, we are lost; everything depends on him, even our vegetative life; it is he who invites us, who obliges us to breathe, and it is also he who forces our blood to venture through our veins. Once he withdraws, we are alone indeed! We cannot be normal and alive at the same time.
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After having struggled madly to solve all problems, after having suffered on the heights of despair, in the supreme hour of revelation, you will find that the only answer, the only reality, is silence.
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The only way of enduring one disaster after the next is to love the very idea of disaster: if we succeed, there are no further surprises, we are superior to whatever occurs, we are invincible victims.
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Since all life is futility, then the decision to exist must be the most irrational of all.
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The curtain of the universe is moth-eaten, and through its holes we see nothing now but mask and ghost.
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A great step forward was made the day men understood that in order to torment one another more efficiently they would have to gather together, to organize themselves into a society.
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I have decided not to oppose anyone ever again, since I have noticed that I always end by resembling my latest enemy.
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We are all geniuses when we dream.
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What would be left of our tragedies if an insect were to present us his?