In a republic, that paradise of debility, the politician is a petty tyrant who obeys the laws. - Emil Cioran

Death is too exact; it has all the reasons on its side. Mysterious for our instincts, it takes shape, to our reflection, limpid, without glamor, and without the false lures of the unknown. By dint of accumulating non-mysteries and monopolizing non-meanings, life inspires more dread than death: it is life which is the Great Unknown.

All philosophers should end their days at Pythia's feet. There is only one philosophy, that of unique moments.

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