12.10.2023 E. M. Cioran absurd optimism

“I had gone far in search of the sun, and the sun, found at last, was hostile to me. And if I were to fling myself off a cliff? While I was making such rather grim speculations, considering these pines, these rocks, these waves, I suddenly felt how bound I was to this lovely, accursed universe.”

-Anathemas and Admirations, pg. 238