Since all life is futility, then the decision to exist must be the most irrational of all. Emile M. Cioran More Quotes by Emile M. Cioran More Quotes From Emile M. Cioran All the concessions we make to Eros are holes in our desire for the absolute. Emile M. Cioran eros holes desire Consciousness is nature's nightmare. Emile M. Cioran nightmare consciousness Philosophers write for professors; thinkers for writers. Emile M. Cioran professors philosopher writing We cannot be normal and alive at the same time. Emile M. Cioran normal alive When every man has realized that his birth is a defeat, existence, endurable at last, will seem like the day after a surrender, like the relief and the repose of the conquered. Emile M. Cioran relief lasts men What every man who loves his country hopes for in his inmost heart: the suppression of half his compatriots. Emile M. Cioran heart men country By virtue of depression, we recall those misdeeds we buried in the depths of our memory. Depression exhumes our shames. Emile M. Cioran shame depth memories Anyone who speaks in the name of others is always an impostor. Emile M. Cioran speak names To live entirely without a goal! I have glimpsed this state, and have often attained it, without managing to remain there: I am too weak for such happiness. Emile M. Cioran states goal weak Tyrants are always assassinated too late. That is their great excuse. Emile M. Cioran tyrants democracy freedom Everything is pathology, except for indifference. Emile M. Cioran pathology indifference One hardly saves a world without ruling it. Emile M. Cioran ruling world If a man has not, by the time he is thirty, yielded to the fascination of every form of extremism—I don't know whether he is to be admired or scorned, regarded as a saint or a corpse. Emile M. Cioran fascination saint men Humanity adores only those who cause it to perish. Emile M. Cioran adore causes humanity Everything turns on pain; the rest is accessory, even nonexistent, for we remember only what hurts. Painful sensations being the only real ones, it is virtually useless to experience others. Emile M. Cioran pain real hurt I have always lived with the awareness of the impossibility of living. And what has made existence endurable to me is my curiosity as to how I would get from one minute, one day, one year to the next. Emile M. Cioran one-day curiosity years It is enough for me to hear someone talk sincerely about ideals, about the future, about philosophy, to hear him say “we" with a certain inflection of assurance, to hear him invoke "others" and regard himself as their interpreter - for me to consider him my enemy. Emile M. Cioran enough philosophy enemy He who hates himself is not humble. Emile M. Cioran hate humble There is no other world. Nor even this one. What, then, is there? The inner smile provoked in us by the patent nonexistence of both. Emile M. Cioran deep-thought smile other-worlds The premonition of madness is complicated by the fear of lucidity in madness, the fear of the moments of return and reunion... One would welcome chaos if one were not afraid of lights in it. Emile M. Cioran welcome return light
