Everything turns on pain; the rest is accessory, even nonexistent, for we remember only what hurts. Painful sensations being the only real… — Emile M. Cioran Copy Share Image
A sensation must have fallen very low to deign to turn into an idea. — Emile M. Cioran Copy Share Image
Where are my sensations? They have melted into... me, and what is this me, this self, but the sum of these evaporated… — Emile M. Cioran Copy Share Image
What does the future, that half of time, matter to the man who is infatuated with eternity? — Emile M. Cioran Copy Share Image
Progress is the injustice each generation commits with regard to its predecessors. — Emile M. Cioran Copy Share Image
To defy heredity is to defy billions of years, to defy the first cell — Emile M. Cioran Copy Share Image
A people represents not so much an aggregate of ideas and theories as of obsessions. — Emile M. Cioran Copy Share Image
"The Holy Ghost," Luther instructs us, "is not a skeptic." Not everyone can be, and that is really too bad. — Emile M. Cioran Copy Share Image
Every word affords me pain. Yet how sweet it would be if I could hear what the flowers have to say about death! — Emile M. Cioran Copy Share Image
Woes and wonders of Power, that tonic hell, synthesis of poison and panacea. — Emile M. Cioran Copy Share Image
If each of us were to confess his most secret desire, the one that inspires all his plans, all his actions, he would say:… — Emile M. Cioran Copy Share Image
Impossible to spend sleepless nights and accomplish anything: if, in my youth, my parents had not financed my insomnias, I should surely have killed… — Emile M. Cioran Copy Share Image
Let us not be needlessly bitter: certain failures are sometimes fruitful. — Emile M. Cioran Copy Share Image
Psychoanalysis is a technique we practice at our cost; psychoanalysis degrades our risks, our dangers, our depths; it strips us of our impurities, of… — Emile M. Cioran Copy Share Image
