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Intelligence flourishes only in the ages when belief withers.
A Short History of Decay (1949)
We are afraid of the enormity of the possible.
A Short History of Decay (1949)
The universal view melts things into a blur.
A Short History of Decay (1949)
The moments follow each other; nothing lends them the illusion of a content or the appearance of a meaning; they pass; their course is not ours; we contemplate that passage, prisoners of a stupid perception.
A Short History of Decay (1949)
But, braggart demons, we postpone our end: how could we renounce the display of our freedom, the show of our pride?
A Short History of Decay (1949)
Nothing is indefensible — from the absurdest proposition to the most monstrous crime.
A Short History of Decay (1949)
His power to adore is responsible for all his crimes: a man who loves a god unduly forces other men to love his god, eager to exterminate them if they refuse.
A Short History of Decay (1949)
I feel safer with a Pyrrho than with a St. Paul, for a jesting wisdom is gentler than an unbridled sanctity.
A Short History of Decay (1949)
In every man sleeps a prophet, and when he wakes there is a little more evil in the world
A Short History of Decay (1949)
When we cannot be delivered from ourselves, we delight in devouring ourselves.
A Short History of Decay (1949)
What surrounds us we endure better for giving it a name — and moving on.
A Short History of Decay (1949)
Each of us is born with a share of purity, predestined to be corrupted by our commerce with mankind, by that sin against solitude.
A Short History of Decay (1949)
I dream of wanting — and all I want seems to me worthless.
A Short History of Decay (1949)
We die in proportion to the words we fling around us.
A Short History of Decay (1949)
A human being possessed by a belief and not eager to pass it on to others is a phenomenon alien to the earth, where our mania for salvation makes life unbreathable.
A Short History of Decay (1949)
Society is not a disease, it is a disaster. What a stupid miracle that one can live in it.
A Short History of Decay (1949)
Chaos is rejecting all you have learned. Chaos is being yourself.
A Short History of Decay (1949)
Irons and the unbreathable air of this world strip us of everything, except the freedom to kill ourselves; and this freedom grants us a strength and pride to triumph over the loads which overwhelm us.
A Short History of Decay (1949)
Nothing surpasses the pleasures of idleness: even if the end of the world were to come, I would not leave my bed at an ungodly hour.
A Short History of Decay (1949)
To repeat to yourself a thousand times a day: 'Nothing on Earth has any worth,' to keep finding yourself at the same point, to circle stupidly as a top, eternally...
A Short History of Decay (1949)