holzleim:

“Even in childhood I watched the hours flow, independent of any reference, any action, any event, the disjunction of time from what was not itself, its autonomous existence, its special status, its empire, its tyranny. I remember quite clearly that afternoon when, for the first time, confronting the empty universe, I was no more than a passage of moments reluctant to go on playing their proper parts. Time was coming unstuck from being— at my expense.”

— Emil Cioran, The Trouble with Being Born

k741:

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

— Emil M. Cioran, The Trouble with Being Born

dicennio:

“Do I look like someone who has something to do here on earth? — That’s what I’d like to answer to busybodies who inquire into my activities”

— The Trouble with Being Born, E. M. Cioran

what-ever-comes-to-mind:

“The same feeling of not belonging, of futility, wherever I go: I pretend interest in what matters nothing to me, I bestir myself mechanically or out of charity, without ever being caught up, without ever being somewhere. What attracts me is elsewhere, and I don’t know where that elsewhere is.”

— Emil Cioran, The Trouble With Being Born

anamorphosis-and-isolate:

Perfect Day, Lou Reed

electripipedream:

Salvador Dali
Remorse
1931

thelovejournals:

“Come back! Even as a shadow, even as a dream.”

— Euripides, Herakles