E.M. CioranThinkers

Becoming is an agony without an ending.

Biology 1s 2obbyhorse ought not to be evolution but rather the Intolerable.

A Civilization is destroyed only when its Gods are destroyed.

Depression is a dreamy hatred just as boredom is a larval anxiety.

Depth is easy: all one has to do is let oneself sink into one's own flaws.

Despair is misery's flaunt, a form of provocation, a philosophy for indiscreet epochs.

Disgust is merely detours of the disgust with ourselves.

Evolution is not appropriate as biology's hobbyhorse; better still would be 'the Intolerable'.

Joy is spoiled by its lack of rigor.