The premonition of madness is complicated by the fear of lucidity in madness, the fear of the moments of return and reunion... One would welcome chaos if one were not afraid of lights in it.
Emile M. CioranRead
The curtain of the universe is moth-eaten, and through its holes we see nothing now but mask and ghost.
Interpretation
This quote suggests that our perception of reality is flawed and obscured by illusions.
Emile M. Cioran's quote reflects on the idea that our understanding of the universe is marred by imperfections and deception, likening it to a moth-eaten curtain. The 'mask and ghost' signify the illusions that cloud our perception, revealing the transient and often misleading nature of existence.
In practice
In a lecture about existentialism, you might quote Cioran to illustrate the idea of subjective reality.
The premonition of madness is complicated by the fear of lucidity in madness, the fear of the moments of return and reunion... One would welcome chaos if one were not afraid of lights in it.
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A marvel that has nothing to offer, democracy is at once a nation's paradise and its tomb.
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It is not worth the bother of killing yourself, since you always kill yourself too late.
When there came a sound that I'd never heard the like of in all my born days. Eh, I won't forget that. The whole air was full of it, loud as thunder but far longer, cool and sweet as music over water but strong enough to shake the woods. And I said to myself, 'If that's not the Horn, call me a rabbit.
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Two polar groups: at one pole we have the literary intellectuals, at the other scientists, and as the most representative, the physical scientists. Between the two a gulf of mutual incomprehension.
Whenever our interior life becomes caught up in its own interests and concerns, there is no longer room for _x000D_ others, no place for the poor.
I was sentenced to life plus 30 years by an all-White jury. What I saw in prison was wall-to-wall Black flesh in chains. Women caged in cells. But we're the terrorists. It just doesn't make sense.
"It's very good jam," said the Queen. "Well, I don't want any to-day, at any rate." "You couldn't have it if you did want it," the Queen said. "The rule is jam tomorrow and jam yesterday but never jam to-day." "It must come sometimes to "jam to-day,""Alice objected. "No it can't," said the Queen. "It's jam every other day; to-day isn't any other day, you know." "I don't understand you," said Alice. "It's dreadfully confusing."
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