What strangely enchanted tunes gush forth during those sleepless nights! — Emile M. Cioran Enchanted Copy Share Image
Transmitting one's flaws [through procreation] to someone else is a crime. I could never consent to give life to someone who would… — Emile M. Cioran Ailments Copy Share Image
Never to have occasion to take a position, to make up one's mind, or to define oneself — there is no wish… — Emile M. Cioran Mind Copy Share Image
He who has never envied the vegetable has missed the human drama. — Emile M. Cioran Drama Copy Share Image
You cannot protect your solitude if you cannot make yourself odious. — Emile M. Cioran Ifs Copy Share Image
Thinking should be like musical meditation. Has any philosopher pursued a thought to its limits the way Bach or Beethoven develop and… — Emile M. Cioran Answers Copy Share Image
The wise man, the sage, is hostile to the new. Disabused, he abdicates: that is his form of protest. — Emile M. Cioran Form Copy Share Image
Life without utopia is suffocating, for the multitude at least: threatened otherwise with petrifaction, the world must have a new madness. — Emile M. Cioran Life Copy Share Image
Maniacs of Procreation, bipeds with devalued faces, we have lost all appeal for each other. — Emile M. Cioran Appeals Copy Share Image
A sudden silence in the middle of a conversation suddenly brings us back to essentials: it reveals how dearly we must pay… — Emile M. Cioran Communication Copy Share Image
What would be left of our tragedies if an insect were to present us his? — Emile M. Cioran Insects Copy Share Image
Every profound dissatisfaction is of a religious nature: our failures derive from our incapacity to conceive of paradise and to aspire to… — Emile M. Cioran Absolutes Copy Share Image
Consider love: is there a nobler outpouring, a rapture less suspect? Its shudders rival music, compete with the tears of solitude and… — Emile M. Cioran Ardor Copy Share Image
No one recovers from the disease of being born, a deadly wound if there ever was one. — Emile M. Cioran Born Copy Share Image
True contact between beings is established only by mute presence, by apparent non-communication, by that mysterious and wordless exchange which resembles inward… — Emile M. Cioran Communication Copy Share Image
The need for novelty is the characteristic of an alienated gorilla. — Emile M. Cioran Characteristics Copy Share Image
It is because we are all imposters that we endure each other — Emile M. Cioran Endure Copy Share Image
In most cases we attach ourselves to in order to take revenge on life, to punish it, to signify we can do… — Emile M. Cioran Can do Copy Share Image
Even when nothing happens, everything seems too much for me. What can be said, then, in the presence of an event, any… — Emile M. Cioran Events Copy Share Image
My enthusiasms...constitute my reserves, my unexploited resources, perhaps my future. — Emile M. Cioran Enthusiasm Copy Share Image
What can be said, lacks reality. Only what fails to make its way into words exists and counts. — Emile M. Cioran Failing Copy Share Image
History is nothing but a procession of false Absolutes, a series of temples raised to pretexts, a degradation of the mind before… — Emile M. Cioran Absolutes Copy Share Image
The task of the solitary man is to be even more solitary. — Emile M. Cioran Solitary Copy Share Image
The truly solitary being is not the man who is abandoned by men, but the man who suffers in their midst, who… — Emile M. Cioran Abandoned Copy Share Image
Anyone who speaks in the name of others is always an impostor. — Emile M. Cioran Inspirational Copy Share Image
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