All Gall Is Divided Quotes

“As far back as I can remember, I’ve utterly destroyed within myself the pride of being human. And I saunter to the periphery of the Race like a timorous monster, lacking the energy to claim kinship with some other band of apes.”
― Emil M. Cioran

“Mystery — a word we use to deceive others, to convince them we are "deeper" than they are.”
― Emil M. Cioran

“The more we frequent men, the blacker our thoughts; and when, to clarify them, we return to our solitude, we find there the shadow they have cast.”
― Emil M. Cioran

“A little more fervor in my nihilism and I might — gainsaying everything — shake off my doubts and triumph over them. But I have only the taste of negation, not its grace.”
― Emil M. Cioran

“The cynicism of utter solitude is a calvary relieved by insolence.”
― Emil M. Cioran

“The best of myself, that point of light which distances me from everything, I owe to my infrequent encounters with a few bitter fools, a few disconsolate bastards, who, victims of the rigor of their cynicism, could no longer attach themselves to any vice.”
― Emil M. Cioran

“My greed for agonies has made me die so many times that it strikes me as indecent to keep on abusing a corpse from which I can get nothing more.”
― Emil M. Cioran

“What are the occupations of the sage? He resigns himself to seeing, to eating, etc…., he accepts in spite of himself this “wound with nine openings,” which is what the Bhagavad-Gita calls the body.―Wisdom? To undergo with dignity the humiliation inflicted upon us by our holes.”
― Emil M. Cioran

“Stoicism for show: to be an enthusiast of nil admirari, an hysteric of ataraxia.”
― Emil M. Cioran

“You with your veins full of night — you have no more place among men than an epitaph in the middle of a circus.”
― Emil M. Cioran

“If only we could return to those ages when no utterance shackled existence, to the laconism of interjections, to the joyous stupor of the pre- verbal!”
― Emil M. Cioran

“Call it insensitivity or a passion for remorse, I have never undertaken to rescue what little Absolute this world contains.”
― Emil M. Cioran