Quotes About Existence

Poate c? toÈ›i românii nu suntem decât niÈ™te copii b?trâni. S? ne fi n?scut din oboseala romanilor È™i lacrimile dacilor?

Existence = Torment. The equation seems obvious to me, but not to one of my friends. How to convince him? I cannot lend him my sensations; yet only they would have the power to persuade him, to give him that additional dose of ill-being he has so insistently asked for all this time.

And this nothing, this everything, cannot give life a meaning, but it nonetheless makes life persevere in what it is: a state of non-suicide.

Deep in his heart, man aspires to rejoin the condition he had before consciousness. History is merely the detour he takes to get there.

When someone complains that his life has come to nothing, we need merely remind him that life itself is in an analogous situation, if not worse.

To exist is a state as little conceivable as its contrary. No, still more inconceivable.

We have lost, being born, as much as we shall lose, dying. Everything.

It is of no importance to know who I am since some day I shall no longer be"—that is what each of us should answer those who bother about our identity and desire at any price to coop us up in a category or a definition.

Time is heavy sometimes; imagine how heavy eternity must be. — Emil Cioran, The Book of Delusions (? Humanitas, January 1, 1991) Originally publishedJanuary 1, 1936

By all evidence we are in the world to do nothing; but instead of nonchalantly promenading our corruption, we exude our sweat and grow winded upon the fetid air. All History is in a state of petrification; its odours shift toward the future: we rush toward it, if only for the fever inherent in any decomposition.

We know, we feel that everything has been said, that there is nothing left to say. But we feel less that this truth affords language a strange, even unsettling status which redeems it. Words are ultimately saved because they have ceased living.

patíbulos, calabouços e masmorras só prosperam à sombra de uma fé - dessa necessidade de crer que infestou o espírito para sempre. O diabo empalidece comparado a quem dispõe de uma verdade, de sua verdade.

Secondo me l'atto di scrivere è proprio questo, dico sul serio: un atto di immensa solitudine. Lo scrittore non ha senso se non in queste condizioni. Quello che fai dopo è prostituzione. Ma non appena accetti di esistere, devi accettare la prostituzione. Per me chiunque non si suicidi è in qualche modo uno che si prostituisce.

Because to exist is to evaluate, to emit judgments, and because abstention, when it is not the effect of apathy or cowardice, requires an effort no one manages to make.

Un popor exist? întrucât constituie o primejdie.

Whereas all beings have their place in nature, man remains a metaphysically straying creature, lost in Life, a stranger to the Creation.

Life is the privilege of mediocre people. Only mediocrities live at life's normal temperature; the others are consumed at temperatures at which life cannot endure, at which they can barely breathe, already one foot beyond life.

Lumea nu este o justificare a lui Dumnezeu, istoria îns?, este una a omului.

The abundance of solutions to the aspects of existence is equalled only by their futility.

In paradise, objects and beings, assaulted by light from all sides, cast no shadow. Which is to say that they lack reality, like anything that is unbroached by darkness and deserted by death.

O espetáculo do homem - que vomitivo! O amor - um encontro de duas salivas... Todos os sentimentos extraem seu absoluto da miséria das glândulas. Não há nobreza senão na negação da existência, em um sorriso que domina paisagens aniquiladas.

The moments follow each other; nothing lends them the illusion of a content or the appearance of a meaning; they pass; their course is not ours; we contemplate that passage, prisoners of a stupid perception. The heart's void confronting time's: two mirrors, reflecting each other's absence, one and the same image of nullity…

Life creates itself in delirium and is undone in ennui.

De cierto tipo de vigilias se desprende el cuestionar el nacimiento.