A regret understood by no one: the regret to be a pessimist. It's not easy to be on the wrong foot with life - 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.

Endless brooding over a question undermines you as much as a dull pain.

"At the edge of life you feel that you are no longer master of the life within you, that subjectivity is an illusion, and that uncontrollable forces are seething inside you, evolving with no relation to a personal center or a definite, individual rhythm.", essay 2 - On not wanting to live