“You with your veins full of night — you have no more place among men than an epitaph in the middle of… — Emil M. Cioran Copy Share Image
“Stoicism for show: to be an enthusiast of nil admirari, an hysteric of ataraxia.” — Emil M. Cioran Copy Share Image
“The cynicism of utter solitude is a calvary relieved by insolence.” — Emil M. Cioran Copy Share Image
“Mystery — a word we use to deceive others, to convince them we are "deeper" than they are.” — Emil M. Cioran Copy Share Image
“Call it insensitivity or a passion for remorse, I have never undertaken to rescue what little Absolute this world contains.” — Emil M. Cioran Copy Share Image
“A little more fervor in my nihilism and I might — gainsaying everything — shake off my doubts and triumph over them.… — Emil M. Cioran Copy Share Image
“The more we frequent men, the blacker our thoughts; and when, to clarify them, we return to our solitude, we find there… — Emil M. Cioran Copy Share Image
“The best of myself, that point of light which distances me from everything, I owe to my infrequent encounters with a few… — Emil M. Cioran Copy Share Image
“If only we could return to those ages when no utterance shackled existence, to the laconism of interjections, to the joyous stupor… — Emil M. Cioran Copy Share Image
“As far back as I can remember, I’ve utterly destroyed within myself the pride of being human. And I saunter to the… — Emil M. Cioran Copy Share Image
“My greed for agonies has made me die so many times that it strikes me as indecent to keep on abusing a… — Emil M. Cioran Copy Share Image
“What are the occupations of the sage? He resigns himself to seeing, to eating, etc…., he accepts in spite of himself this… — Emil M. Cioran Copy Share Image
