Gary

“Memory's one function is to help us regret”
― E.M. Cioran

“The idle apprehend more things, are deeper than the industrious: no task limits their horizon; born into an eternal Sunday, they watch-—and watch themselves watching. Sloth is a somatic skepticism, the way the flesh doubts. In a world of inaction, the idle would be the only ones not to be murderers. But they do not belong to humanity, and, sweat not being their strong point, they live without suffering the consequences of Life and of Sin. Doing neither good nor evil, they disdain—spectators of the human convulsion—the weeks of time, the efforts which asphyxiate consciousness. What would they have to fear from a limitless extension of certain afternoons except the regret of having supported a crudely elementary obviousness? Then, exasperation in the truth might induce them to imitate the others and to indulge in the degrading temptation of tasks. This is the danger which threatens sloth, that miraculous residue of paradise.”
― E.M. Cioran, A Short History of Decay

“En un mundo sin melancolía, los ruiseñores se pondrían a eructar.”
― Emil Cioran, All Gall is Divided: Aphorisms

“Our power resides in our incapacity to know how alone we are.”
― Emil Cioran, The New Gods