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Under each formula lies a corpse.
Emile M. Cioran
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If 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.
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Mind, even more deadly to empires than to individuals, erodes them, compromises their solidity.
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In order to have the stuff of a tyrant, a certain mental derangement is necessary.
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Knowledge, having irritated and stimulated our appetite for power, will lead us inexorably to our ruin.
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How good would it be if one could die by throwing oneself into an infinite void.
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No 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.
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Tragic paradox of freedom: the mediocre men who alone make its exercise possible cannot guarantee its duration.
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We cannot consent to be judged by someone who has suffered less than ourselves. And since each of us regards himself as an unrecognized Job.
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To Live signifies to believe and hope - to lie and to lie to oneself.
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Everything turns on pain the rest is accessory, even nonexistent, for we remember only what hurts. Painful sensations being the only real ones, it is virtually useless to experience others.
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Truths begin by a conflict with the police - and end by calling them in.
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Show 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.
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Word - that invisible dagger.
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What is pity but the vice of kindness.
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No one can enjoy freedom without trembling.
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There is no other world. Nor even this one. What, then, is there? The inner smile provoked in us by the patent nonexistence of both.
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