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The fear of your own solitude, of its vast surface and its infinity... Remorse is the voice of solitude. And what does this whispering voice say? Everything in us that is not human anymore.

— Emil Cioran The Book of Delusions (1936)

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The poor, by thinking unceasingly of money, reach the point of losing the spiritual advantages of non-possession, thereby sinking as low as the rich.

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He who has never envied the vegetable has missed the human drama.

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Love, a tacit agreement between two unhappy parties to overestimate each other.

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There is only this swarm of dying creatures stricken with longevity, all the more hateful in that they are so good at organizing their agony.

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It is not worth the bother of killing yourself, since you always kill yourself too late.

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