Just as ecstasy purifies you of the particular and the contingent, leaving nothing except light and darkness, so insomnia kills off the multiplicity and diversity of the world, leaving you prey to your private obsessions.
Emile M. CioranThe wise man, the sage, is hostile to the new. Disabused, he abdicates: that is his form of protest.
Emile M. CioranNo one recovers from the disease of being born, a deadly wound if there ever was one.
Emile M. Cioran