Sperm is a bandit in its pure state. Emile M. Cioran banditpuresperm Change image and share on social
Imaginary 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. Emile M. Cioran constantfeelimaginary Change image and share on social
Who Rebels? Who rises in arms? Rarely the slave, but almost always the oppressor turned slave. Emile M. Cioran armoppressorrarely Change image and share on social
The mind is the result of the torments the flesh undergoes or inflicts upon itself. Emile M. Cioran fleshinflictmind Change image and share on social
No one recovers from the disease of being born, a deadly wound if there ever was one. Emile M. Cioran beardeadlydisease Change image and share on social
Life creates itself in delirium and is undone in ennui. Emile M. Cioran createdeliriumennui Change image and share on social
We die in proportion to the words we fling around us. Emile M. Cioran dieflingproportion Change image and share on social
A golden rule: to leave an incomplete image of oneself. Emile M. Cioran goldenimageincomplete Change image and share on social
The fear of being deceived is the vulgar version of the quest for Truth. Emile M. Cioran deceivefearquest Change image and share on social
It is not worth the bother of killing yourself, since you always kill yourself too late. Emile M. Cioran botherkilllate Change image and share on social