Emil Cioran
- Country : Romania
- Profession :philosopher and essayist
- DOB: 1911-04-08
Emil Cioran (1911-1995) was a Romanian-French philosopher and essayist known for his profound and pessimistic reflections on existence and the human condition. Born in Romania, he moved to France in the 1930s and wrote primarily in French. Cioran’s works, including “The Trouble with Being Born” and “A Short History of Decay,” explore themes of nihilism, despair, and the futility of life. His writing style is marked by its aphoristic and poetic nature. Cioran’s philosophical outlook is often associated with existentialism and absurdism, and his contemplations on the darkness of human existence continue to influence existentialist thought and literature.
Between the demand to be clear and the temptation to be obscure, impossible to decide which deserves more respect.
Author: Emil Cioran
By all evidence we are in the world to do nothing; but instead of nonchalantly promenading our own corruption, we exude our sweat and grow winded upon the fetid air.
Author: Emil CioranThink of God and not religion, of ecstasy and not mysticism. The difference between the theoretician of faith and the believer is as great as between the psychiatrist and the psychotic.
Author: Emil Cioran
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.
Author: Emil CioranAll that shimmers on the surface of the world, all that we call interesting, is the fruit of ignorance and inebriation.
Author: Emil CioranThe refutation of suicide: is it not inelegant to abandon a world which has so willingly put itself at the service of our melancholy?
Author: Emil Cioran
All people see fires, storms, explosions, or landscapes; but how many feel the flames, the lightnings, the whirlwinds, or the harmony? How many have an inner beauty that tinges their melancholy?
Author: Emil Cioran
We dread the future only when we are not sure we can kill ourselves when we want to.
Author: Emil Cioran
Transmitting one’s flaws [through procreation] to someone else is a crime. I could never consent to give life to someone who would inherent my ailments.
Author: Emil CioranIt 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.
Author: Emil CioranThere is not much difference between a mortal man and a dying man. The absurdity of making plans is only slightly more obvious in the second case.
Author: Emil CioranEach time I fail to think about death, I have the impression of cheating, of deceiving someone in me.
Author: Emil CioranWhat every man who loves his country hopes for in his inmost heart: the suppression of half his compatriots.
Author: Emil CioranThere was a time when time did not yet exist. … The rejection of birth is nothing but the nostalgia for this time before time.
Author: Emil CioranShame on the man who goes to his grave escorted by the miserable hopes that have kept him alive.
Author: Emil Cioran
After having struggled madly to solve all problems, after having suffered on the heights of despair, in the supreme hour of revelation, you will find that the only answer, the only reality, is silence.
Author: Emil CioranKnowledge, having irritated and stimulated our appetite for power, will lead us inexorably to our ruin.
Author: Emil CioranNo human beings more dangerous than those who have suffered for a belief: the great persecutors are recruited from the martyrs not quite beheaded. Far from diminishing the appetite for power, suffering exasperates it.
Author: Emil CioranWhen 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.
Author: Emil Cioran
For you who no longer possess it, freedom is everything, for us who do, it is merely an illusion.
Author: Emil CioranI don’t understand how people can believe in God, even when I myself think of him everyday.
Author: Emil CioranWhat does the future, that half of time, matter to the man who is infatuated with eternity?
Author: Emil Cioran
If truth were not boring, science would have done away with God long ago. But God as well as the saints is a means to escape the dull banality of truth.
Author: Emil Cioran
I do nothing, granted. But I see the hours pass – which is better than trying to fill them.
Author: Emil Cioran
This very second has vanished forever, lost in the anonymous mass of the irrevocable. It will never return. I suffer from this and I do not. Everything is unique – and insignificant.
Author: Emil CioranTo read is to let someone else work for you – the most delicate form of exploitation.
Author: Emil CioranTrue contact between beings is established only by mute presence, by apparent non-communication, by that mysterious and wordless exchange which resembles inward prayer.
Author: Emil CioranIf we had the courage to confront the doubts we timidly conceive about ourselves, none of us would utter an ‘I’ without shame.
Author: Emil CioranDoes our ferocity not derive from the fact that our instincts are all too interested in other people? If we attended more to ourselves and became the center, the object of our murderous inclinations, the sum of our intolerances would diminish.
Author: Emil Cioran
The source of our actions resides in an unconscious propensity to regard ourselves as the center, the cause, and the conclusion of time. Our reflexes and our pride transform into a planet the parcel of flesh and consciousness we are.
Author: Emil CioranThe truly solitary being is not the man who is abandoned by men, but the man who suffers in their midst, who drags his desert through the marketplace and deploys his talents as a smiling leper, a mountebank of the irreparable.
Author: Emil CioranAlone, even doing nothing, you do not waste your time. You do, almost always, in company. No encounter with yourself can be altogether sterile: Something necessarily emerges, even if only the hope of some day meeting yourself again.
Author: Emil CioranBeware of thinkers whose minds function only when they are fueled by a quotation.
Author: Emil CioranThe true hero fights and dies in the name of his destiny, and not in the name of a belief.
Author: Emil CioranWhat can be said, lacks reality. Only what fails to make its way into words exists and counts.
Author: Emil CioranIf each of us were to confess his most secret desire, the one that inspires all his plans, all his actions, he would say: “I want to be praised.
Author: Emil CioranNever to have occasion to take a position, to make up one’s mind, or to define oneself – there is no wish I make more often.
Author: Emil CioranIf you’re unlucky enough not to have alcoholic parents, it takes you a whole lifetime of intoxication to overcome the dead weight of their virtues.
Author: Emil CioranWhen people come to me saying they want to kill themselves, I tell them, “What’s your rush? You can kill yourself any time you like. So calm down. Suicide is a positive act.” And they do calm down.
Author: Emil Cioran
The Art of Love: knowing how to combine the temperament of a vampire with the discretion of an anemone.
Author: Emil Cioran
I would like to go mad on one condition, namely, that I would become a happy madman, lively and always in a good mood, without any troubles and obsessions, laughing senselessly from morning to night.
Author: Emil CioranBy what aberration has suicide, the only truly normal action, become the attribute of the flawed?
Author: Emil CioranHowever much I have frequented the mystics, deep down I have always sided with the Devil; unable to equal him in power, I have tried to be worthy of him, at least, in insolence, acrimony, arbitrariness and caprice.
Author: Emil CioranA man who fears ridicule will never go far, for good or ill: he remains on this side of this talents, and even if he has genius, he is doomed to mediocrity.
Author: Emil CioranA great step forward was made the day men understood that in order to torment one another more efficiently they would have to gather together, to organize themselves into a society
Author: Emil CioranWe rightly scorn those who have no made use of their defects, who have not exploited their deficiencies, and have not been enriched by their losses, as we despise any man who does not suffer at being a man or simply at being. Hence no graver insult can be inflicted than to call someone ‘happy’, no greater flattery than to grant him a ‘vein of melancholy’… This is because gaiety is link to no important action and because, except for the mad, no one laughs when he is alone.
Author: Emil Cioran
Whenever I happen to be in a city of any size, I marvel that riots do not break out everyday: Massacres, unspeakable carnage, a doomsday chaos. How can so many human beings coexist in a space so confined without hating each other to death?
Author: Emil Cioran
As long as one believes in philosophy, one is healthy; sickness begins when one starts to think.
Author: Emil CioranI don’t understand why we must do things in this world, why we must have friends and aspirations, hopes and dreams. Wouldn’t it be better to retreat to a faraway corner of the world, where all its noise and complications would be heard no more? Then we could renounce culture and ambitions; we would lose everything and gain nothing; for what is there to be gained from this world?
Author: Emil CioranPsychoanalysis is a technique we practice at our cost; psychoanalysis degrades our risks, our dangers, our depths; it strips us of our impurities, of all that made us curious about ourselves.
Author: Emil CioranAnyone can escape into sleep, we are all geniuses when we dream, the butcher’s the poet’s equal there.
Author: Emil CioranShow me one thing here on earth which has begun well and not ended badly. The proudest palpitations are engulfed in a sewer, where they cease throbbing, as though having reached their natural term: this downfall constitutes the heart’s drama and the negative meaning of history.
Author: Emil CioranWhat I know at sixty, I knew as well at twenty. Forty years of a long, superfluous, labor of verification.
Author: Emil CioranThe only free mind is one that, pure of all intimacy with beings or objects, plies its own vacuity.
Author: Emil CioranThe desire to die was my one and only concern; to it I have sacrificed everything, even death.
Author: Emil CioranIf we manage to last in spite of everything, it is because our infirmities are so many and so contradictory that they cancel each other out.
Author: Emil CioranI live only because it is in my power to die when I choose to: without the idea of suicide, I’d have killed myself right away.
Author: Emil CioranMy mission is to kill time, and time’s to kill me in its turn. How comfortable one is among murderers.
Author: Emil CioranTo possess a high degree of consciousness, to be always aware of yourself in relation to the world, to live in the permanent tension of knowledge, means to be lost for life.
Author: Emil CioranA decadent civilization compromises with its disinfecease, cherishes the virus infecting it, loses its self-respect.
Author: Emil CioranWrite books only if you are going to say in them the things you would never dare confide to anyone.
Author: Emil CioranImaginary pains are by far the most real we suffer, since we feel a constant need for them and invent them because there is no way of doing without them.
Author: Emil CioranNothing sweeter than to drag oneself along behind events; and nothing more reasonable. But without a strong dose of madness, no initiative, no enterprise, no gesture. Reason: the rust of our vitality. It is the madman in us who forces us to adventure; once he abandons us, we are lost; everything depends on him, even our vegetative life; it is he who invites us, who obliges us to breathe, and it is also he who forces our blood to venture through our veins. Once he withdraws, we are alone indeed! We cannot be normal and alive at the same time.
Author: Emil CioranWe would not be interested in human beings if we did not have the hope of someday meeting someone worse off than ourselves.
Author: Emil Cioran
Only those moments count, when the desire to remain by yourself is so powerful that you’d prefer to blow your brains out than exchange a word with someone.
Author: Emil Cioran
I never met one interesting mind that was not richly endowed with inadmissible deficiencies.
Author: Emil CioranNo matter which way we go, it is no better than any other. It is all the same whether you achieve something or not, have faith or not, just as it is all the same whether you cry or remain silent.
Author: Emil Cioran
Sometimes I wish I were a cannibal – less for the pleasure of eating someone than for the pleasure of vomiting him.
Author: Emil CioranThe obsession with suicide is characteristic of the man who can neither live nor die, and whose attention never swerves from this double impossibility.
Author: Emil CioranIt is because we are all impostors that we endure each other. The man who does not consent to lie will see the earth shrink under his feet: we are biologically obliged to the false
Author: Emil Cioran
I feel completely detached from any country, any group. I am a metaphysically displaced person
Author: Emil Cioran
To live in any sense of the word is to reject others; to accept them, one must renounce, do oneself violence.
Author: Emil CioranNo one recovers from the disease of being born, a deadly wound if there ever was one.
Author: Emil CioranHistory is nothing but a procession of false Absolutes, a series of temples raised to pretexts, a degradation of the mind before the Improbable.
Author: Emil Cioran
How easy it is to be “deep”: all you have to do is let yourself sink into your own flaws.
Author: Emil Cioran
I would like to explode, flow, crumble into dust, and my disintegration would be my masterpiece.
Author: Emil CioranHow good would it be if one could die by throwing oneself into an infinite void.
Author: Emil CioranNot to be born is undoubtedly the best plan of all. Unfortunately, it is within no one’s reach.
Author: Emil CioranThe sole means of protecting your solitude is to offend everyone, beginning with those you love.
Author: Emil CioranIt is not worth the bother of killing yourself, since you always kill yourself too late.
Author: Emil CioranSince all life is futility, then the decision to exist must be the most irrational of all.
Author: Emil CioranI have decided not to oppose anyone ever again, since I have noticed that I always end by resembling my latest enemy.
Author: Emil CioranAs far as I am concerned, I resign from humanity. I no longer want to be, nor can still be, a man. What should I do? Work for a social and political system, make a girl miserable? Hunt for weaknesses in philosophical systems, fight for moral and esthetic ideals? It’s all too little. I renounce my humanity even though I may find myself alone. But am I not already alone in this world from which I no longer expect anything?
Author: Emil CioranIdeas should be neutral. But man animates them with his passions and folly. Impure and turned into beliefs, they take on the appearance of reality. The passage from logic is consummated. Thus are born ideologies, doctrines, and bloody farce.
Author: Emil CioranTrees are massacred, houses go up — faces, faces everywhere. Man is spreading. Man is the cancer of the earth.
Author: Emil CioranBetter to be an animal than a man, an insect than an animal, a plant than an insect, and so on. Salvation? Whatever diminishes the kingdom of consciousness and compromises its supremacy.
Author: Emil Cioran
Death makes no sense except to people who have passionately loved life. How can one die without having something to part from? Detachment is a negation of both life and death. Whoever has overcome his fear of death has also triumphed over life. For life is nothing but another word for this fear.
Author: Emil CioranHow important can it be that I suffer and think? My presence in this world will disturb a few tranquil lives and will unsettle the unconscious and pleasant naiveté of others.
Author: Emil CioranParadise was unendurable, otherwise the first man would have adapted to it; this world is no less so, since here we regret paradise or anticipate another one. What to do? Where to go? Do nothing and go nowhere, easy enough.
Author: Emil CioranThe more one has suffered, the less one demands. To protest is a sign one has traversed no hell.
Author: Emil CioranOnly optimists commit suicide, optimists who no longer succeed at being optimists. The others, having no reason to live, why would they have any to die?
Author: Emil CioranThe only way of enduring one disaster after the next is to love the very idea of disaster: if we succeed, there are no further surprises, we are superior to whatever occurs, we are invincible victims.
Author: Emil CioranDo I look like someone who has something to do here on earth? —That’s what I’d like to answer the busybodies who inquire into my activities.
Author: Emil CioranSpeech and silence. We feel safer with a madman who talks than with one who cannot open his mouth.
Author: Emil CioranYou are done for – a living dead man – not when you stop loving but stop hating. Hatred preserves: in it, in its chemistry, resides the mystery of life.
Author: Emil CioranWhen you have understood that nothing is, that things do not even deserve the status of appearances, you no longer need to be saved, you are saved, and miserable forever.
Author: Emil Cioran