Insomnia is a vertiginous lucidity that can convert paradise itself into a place of torture. […]
I dream of a language whose words, like fists, would fracture jaws. Emil M. Cioran
Man starts over again everyday, in spite of all he knows, against all he knows. […]
The fact that life has no meaning is a reason to live – moreover, the […]
Consciousness is much more than the thorn, it is the dagger in the flesh. Emil […]
The fear of being deceived is the vulgar version of the quest for truth. Emil […]