Intelligence flourishes only in the ages when belief withers.

— Emile M. Cioran

Jealousy - that jumble of secret worship and ostensible aversion.

— Emile M. Cioran

Life inspires more dread than death - it is life which is the great unknown.

— Emile M. Cioran

Life is possible only by the deficiencies of our imagination and memory.

— Emile M. Cioran

Our first intuitions are the true ones.

— Emile M. Cioran

We are afraid of the enormity of the possible.

— Emile M. Cioran

What surrounds us we endure better for giving it a name - and moving on.

— Emile M. Cioran

What would be left of our tragedies if an insect were to present us his?

— Emile M. Cioran

Woes and wonders of Power, that tonic hell, synthesis of poison and panacea.

— Emile M. Cioran