Emil Cioran 1911-1985 (Citations/Film/Quotes)

by Pier Marton | Jul 24, 2011 | Antisemitism, Books, Death, Film, France, Humor, Idées, Poet, Time

Nous sommes tous au fond d’un enfer dont chaque instant est un miracle/We all are at the bottom of a hell where every moment is a miracle.

Le fait d’écrire est une sorte de profanation: les choses auxquelles vous croyez integralement à partir du moment où vous les avez dites, elles comptent moins pour vous/The act of writing is a sort of profanation: after you have said them, the things you fully believe in count less for you.

Le fait que la vie n’ait aucun sens est une raison de vivre, la seule du reste/The fact that life makes no sense is one reason to live, most likely the only one.

Je rêve d’un monde où l’on mourrait pour une virgule/I dream of a world where one would die for a comma.

Le film/The Film: Emil Cioran 1911-1985

Cioran
Quand Cioran admirait Hitler par Philippe Sollers.

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BREAK THE SURFACE
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To ride the unbalance* between:
1. excellence and a kind, singular and porous identity that contains some of the scruples, humor, humility, musicality & the beauty of a harsh and confusing, yet benign and rich reality – away from distractions.
2. the stupidity and blindness of complacency, violence, injustice, pretense, egos, short-term… wishful… and group “thinking,” and empty talk – in all of their surprising embodiments. And the false sense of fullness all of this provides.
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An appeal for a world NOT so caught up in anthropo/ego/euro/ethno/oculo/esthetico -CENTRISM.
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1. Beware of those who claim to be strong – they are often dangerous.
2. Unmask the hoax of “centrality” – ask an “EX-centric” for assistance?
3. Perceive the arrogance of normalcy: everybody, in one way or another, is handicapped… which brings us back to 1.
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*Not unrelated to “There is beauty and there are the humiliated. Whatever difficulties the enterprise may present, I should like never to be unfaithful either to the second or the first.” — Albert Camus