Emil Cioran citáty

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„Keď absolútne viete, že nič nie je skutočné, nechápete, prečo by ste si mali vynakladať námahu na to, aby ste to dokazovali.“

„Na čo ešte čakáte, keď sa chcete vzdať?“

„Človek sa cíti byť naplnený až vtedy, keď prestane byť človekom.“

„Jediní zaujímaví filozofi sú tí, ktorí prestali myslieť a začali hľadať šťastie.“

„Hovorieval si, že musíme žiť, akoby sme nikdy nemali zomrieť. - Nevedel si, že tak žijú všetci, vrátane tých, ktorí sú posadnutí smrťou?“

„Nato, aby sme boli šťastní, museli by sme stále mať v duši obraz možných nešťastí, ktorým sme unikli.“

„V Európe sa šťastie končí vo Viedni. Za ňou je odjakživa kliatba na kliatbe.“

„Knihy by sa mali písať len vtedy, ak chceme povedať veci, s ktorými sa neodvažujeme nikomu zdôveriť.“

„Raj bol neznesiteľný, ináč by sa bol prvý človek s ním uspokojil.“

„Dúfať znamená popierať budúcnosť.“

„Filozofická móda je dakedy podobná gastronomickej: niektorej myšlienke nemožno odolať tak ako dobrému jedlu.“

„Jediná služba, ktorú môžeme žiadať od druhých je, aby neuhádli, nakoľko sme úbohí.“

„Každá forma chvatu, aj smerom k dobrému, prezrádza určitú duševnú poruchu.“

„Najväčší strach mám z toho, že ma porozumejú.“

„S Bohom sa nezaoberáme beztrestne.“

„Skutočnosť, že žijem, dokazuje, že svet nemá žiadny zmysel.“

„Staroba je sebakritika prírody.“

„Ten, kto má strach pred smiešnosťou, nedotiahne to veľmi ďaleko, ani v dobrom, ani v zlom.“

„Všetci sme komedianti: prežijeme naše problémy.“

„Filozofia ponúka liek proti melanchólii. A mnohí stále veria v hĺbku filozofie!“

„Napokon, prečo by mali obyčajní ľudia chcieť uvažovať o konci, najmä keď vidíme, v akom stave sú tí, ktorí o ňom uvažujú?“

“I foresee the day when we shall read nothing but telegrams and prayers.”

“We always love... despite; and that "despite" covers an infinity.”

“What am I, other than a chance in the infinite probabilities of not having been!”

“To be is to be cornered.”

“To withstand any truth…”

“Eternity is absence.”

“You really should come to the house — one of these days we might die without having seen each other again.”

“Each of us believes, quite unconsciously of course, that we alone pursue the truth, which the rest are incapable of seeking out and unworthy of attaining. This madness is so deep-rooted and so useful that it is impossible to realize what would become of each of us if it were someday to disappear.”

“Love of the absolute engenders a predilection for self-destruction. Hence the passion for monasteries and brothels. Cells and women, in both cases. Weariness with life fares well in the shadow of whores and saintly women.”

“The first thinker was, without a doubt, the first man obsessed by why. An unaccustomed mania, not at all contagious: rare indeed are those who suffer from it, who are a prey to questioning, and who can accept no given because they were born in consternation.”

“When we are young, we take a certain pleasure in our infirmities. They seem so new, so rich! With age, they no longer surprise us, we know them too well. Now, without anything unexpected in them, they do not deserve to be endured.”

“I am enraptured by Hindu philosophy, whose essential endeavor is to surmount the self; and everything I do, everything I think is only myself and the selfs humiliations.”

“My faculty for disappointment surpasses understanding. It is what lets me comprehend Buddha, but also what keeps me from following him.”

“It is debasing to die the way one does; it is intolerable to be exposed to an end over which we have no control, an end which lies in wait for us, overthrows us, casts us into the unnameable. ”

“We should, out of decency, choose for ourselves the moment to disappear.”

“Why don't I commit suicide? Because I am as sick of death as I am of life.”

“I admire only two types of people: the potentially mad and the potential suicide.”

“Maybe suffering has no more justification than life.”

“There is only this swarm of dying creatures stricken with longevity, all the more hateful in that they are so good at organizing their agony.”

“At the edge of life you feel that you are no longer master of the life within you, that subjectivity is an illusion, and that uncontrollable forces are seething inside you, evolving with no relation to a personal center or a definite, individual rhythm.”