What does the future, that half of time, matter to the man who is infatuated with eternity?
Emil Cioran
What to think of other people? I ask myself this question each time I make a new acquaintance. So strange does it seem to me that we exist, and that we consent to exist.
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My mission is to kill time, and time's to kill me in its turn. How comfortable one is among murderers.
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Ennui is the echo in us of time tearing itself apart.
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There was a time when time did not yet exist.. The rejection of birth is nothing but the nostalgia for this time before time.
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Each time I think of the essential, I seem to glimpse it in silence or explosion, in stupor or exclamation. Never in speech.
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