Emil Cioran: Cytaty po angielsku (strona 18)

“Not one moment when I have not been conscious of being outside Paradise.”

“Out of the shadow of the abstract man, who thinks for the pleasure of thinking, emerges the organic man, who thinks because of a vital imbalance, and who is beyond science and art.”

“As soon as one returns to Doubt (if it could be said that one has ever left it), undertaking anything at all seems not so much useless as extravagant. Doubt works deep within you like a disease, or even more effectively, like a faith.”

“To win the guilty kiss of a saint, I'd welcome the plague as a blessing”

“One of the greatest delusions of the average man is to forget that life is death's prisoner.”

“Why don't I kill myself? If I knew exactly what keeps me from doing so, I should have no more questions to ask myself since I should have answered them all.”

“Someday the old shack we call the world will fall apart. How, we don't know, and we don't really care either. Since nothing has real substance, and life is a twirl in the void, its beginning and its end are meaningless.”

“What pride to discover that nothing belongs to you — what a revelation.”

“Endless brooding over a question undermines you as much as a dull pain.”

“Utopia is a mixture of childish rationalism and secularized angelism.”

“In a republic, that paradise of debility, the politician is a petty tyrant who obeys the laws.”

“Irons and the unbreathable air of this world strip us of everything, except the freedom to kill ourselves; and this freedom grants us a strength and pride to triumph over the loads which overwhelm us.”

“The state of health is a state of nonsensation, even of nonreality. As soon as we cease to suffer, we cease to exist.”

“To fear is to die every minute.”

“Obviously God was a solution, and obviously none so satisfactory that will ever be found again.”

“Pursued by our origins…we all are.”

“Tyranny is just what one can develop a taste for, since it so happens that man prefers to wallow in fear rather than to face the anguish of being himself.”

“I have all the defects of other people yet everything they do seems to me inconceivable.”

“Born in a prison, with burdens on our shoulders and our thoughts, we could not reach the end of a single day if the possibilities of ending it all did not incite us to begin the next day all over again.”