God, why have you created me so eternally dissatisfied? So frightened, so bitter? Why must I realize how wretched I am? Why must I suffer so hellishly for my insignificance?
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Wheel of Ashes 1968
“The joy of the spirit ever abides,
But not what seems pleasant to the senses.”
- The UpanishadsTranslated from by
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Persona 1966
"When we perceive ourselves existing we have the sensation of a stupefied madman who surprises his own lunacy and vainly seeks to give it a name. Habituation blunts our amazement at being: we "are"-- and move on, we go back to our place in the asylum of the existing."
- CioranTranslated from by -
