I was alone in that cemetery overlooking the village when a pregnant woman came in. When every man has realized that his birth is a defeat, existence, endurable at last, will seem like the day after a surrender, like the relief and the repose of the conquered. If it is true that by death we once more become what we were before being, would it not have been better to abide by that pure possibility, not to stir from it? What use was this detour, when we might have remained forever in an unrealized plenitude?Įmil cioran, The Trouble With Being Born, “We are so lonely in life that we must ask ourselves if the loneliness of dying is not a symbol of our human existence.” Thereby he shows himself unworthy of his ancestor: the need for novelty is the characteristic of an alienated gorilla.” Man alone, in nature, is incapable of enduring monotony, man alone wants something to happen at all costs - something, anything. Inaction is divine yet it is against inaction that man has rebelled. For it ends, only to be replaced by fear, the cause of all activity. Far from fleeing monotony, animals crave it, and what they most dread is to see it end. Was boredom unknown to them? This is indeed a question raised by a human, a busy ape. “A zoologist who observed gorillas in their native habitat was amazed by the uniformity of their life and their vast idleness. ― Emil Cioran, the trouble with being born
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