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
Life is merely a fracas on an unmapped terrain, and the universe a geometry stricken with epilepsy.
Interpretation
Life is chaotic and unpredictable, much like navigating an unknown landscape.
In this quote, Cioran reflects on the nature of life as chaotic and tumultuous, likening it to a fracas—an uproar or disturbance—taking place in a terrain that is not charted or understood. The metaphor of the universe as having 'epilepsy' emphasizes the erratic and uncontrollable aspects of existence, suggesting that life is filled with uncertainty and disorder, challenging our understanding and navigation through it.
In practice
During a speech about life's unpredictability, one might cite this quote to exemplify the challenges we face.
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.
We are afraid of the enormity of the possible.
There was a time when time did not yet exist. … The rejection of birth is nothing but the nostalgia for this time before time.
A marvel that has nothing to offer, democracy is at once a nation's paradise and its tomb.
Paradise was unendurable, otherwise the first man would have adapted to it; this world is no less so, since here we regret paradise or anticipate another one. What to do? Where to go? Do nothing and go nowhere, easy enough.
It is not worth the bother of killing yourself, since you always kill yourself too late.
In Paradise there are things which no eye has seen, no ear has heard, and no human mind has thought of.
There is perhaps no better a demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world.
Whatever I have up till now accepted as most true and assured I have gotten either from the senses or through the senses. But from time to time I have found that the senses deceive, and it is prudent never to trust completely those who have deceived us even once.
In bourgeois society capital is independent and has individuality, while the living person is dependent and has no individuality.
You Christians look after a document containing enough dynamite to blow all civilisation to pieces, turn the world upside down and bring peace to a battle-torn planet. But you treat it as though it is nothing more than a piece of literature.
Truth is always the enemy of power. And power the enemy of truth.
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