The Trouble With Being Born (Penguin Modern Classics)

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Să ai, deci, nimbul acela cosmogonic atunci când citeşti rândurile de un pesimism extrem(în comparaţie cu piramida tratatelor filosofice) pe care Cioran le transpune. Filosofia "celui mai mare nihilist european" este -prin excelenţă!- de un tragism asumat conştient, fapt susţinut de aversiunea faţă de raţiune pe care Cioran o manifestă: "Nu-i voi mai citi pe înţelepţi! Mi-au făcut prea mult rău! Ar fi trebuit să mă abandonez instinctelor, să-mi las nebunia să înflorească. Am făcut exact contrariul, mi-am pus masca raţiunii, şi masca a ajuns să se substituie feţei şi să uzurpe restul." (trimitere către imaterial). Vourlias, Christopher (26 February 2020). "Sandra Wollner on Berlin A.I. Drama 'The Trouble With Being Born' ". Variety . Retrieved 10 May 2020. I could write an in-depth review of this, explaining in detail why it's irredeemable garbage with nothing good about it except for a handful of decent - never good, and specially never insightful! - however, such a thing would take a lot more effort than this little tome deserves. So let's just give some disparaging remarks on it, shall we? To compensate for the consequences of entrapment inside the bubble human beings have invented a religion of language (and a language of religion) that tells the story (actually many stories) of what exists outside the bubble. This of course is paradoxical since that which is beyond the bubble is reality, which as soon as it is brought inside the bubble becomes literature. Prompted by this contradiction, some people declare their language about things outside the bubble to be sacred, thus making life inside the bubble toxic. These people are idolatrous and call those who are not idolaters: atheists, agnostics, non-conformists, dreamers, and sometimes artists, by which they mean useless. Moseguí, Carlota (2 March 2020). "Review: The Trouble With Being Born". Cineuropa . Retrieved 10 May 2020.

The Trouble With Being Born is a highly readable reflection on the meaninglessness of existence, a concentrated dose of pessimism that nudges the curious in the direction of simultaneous salvation and damnation all at once. Sometimes I wish I were a cannibal – less for the pleasure of eating someone than for the pleasure of vomiting him. Montaigne, a sage, has had no posterity. Rousseau, an hysteric, still stirs nations. I like only the thinkers who have inspired no tribune of the people." The Trouble With Being Born contains many brilliant and insightful aphorisms. Here are some of my personal favourites, which should give you a taste of Cioran’s style:Do not translate text that appears unreliable or low-quality. If possible, verify the text with references provided in the foreign-language article.

This human tendency of being unable to relate with the realities of life and then enwrapping it with shallow meanings in the guise of happiness and countenance is also a very depressing thought, which is hardly shrugged off.In conclusion, I will just repeat myself - Cioran does it nonstop in this book so I don't think any reader of his will mind :

Most people, unlike the poor oh-so-underprivileged and tortured Mr. Cioran, do not get to just "sleep day and night" to preserve their strength - the expenditure of their strength is necessary for their survival, for that is what the selling of labor-power is, and most people can only survive through that... It is one of the clearest examples of Cioran's class, which shines through in every tepid, impotent aphorism of this dreadful book, and of how utterly clueless he is of the world outside himself, this little abstract gloomy world that exists solely inside his head and of the readers stupid enough to agree with him, where he can narcissistically bitch and moan in writing all day without knowing any suffering besides that of the idiotic middle class melancholic." To claim you are more detached, more alien to everything than anyone, and to be merely a fanatic of indifference!" Literature has no defense against violence. The bubble is an aberration, as fragile, ephemeral, and temporary as the language upon which it is based. Initially written in French, the 1976 English translation by Richard Howard received the PEN Translation Prize. [3] Usage of aphorism [ edit ] Burukluk gerçekten Cioran'ın kafasının içerisindeki keskinliği tam olarak anlattığı üst düzey bir kitaptı.I was walking late one night along a tree-lined path; a chestnut fell at my feet. The noise it made as it burst, the resonance it provoked in me, and an upheaval out of all proportion to this insignificant event thrust me into miracle, into the rapture of the definitive, as if there were no more questions—only answers. I was drunk on a thousand unexpected discoveries, none of which I could make use of. …

On its premier at the 70th Berlin International Film Festival, the film garnered controversy for its depiction of a relationship between a man and a 10-year-old child, albeit an android, that also resembles his daughter. [4] [5] Plot [ edit ] Fizionomia picturii, a poeziei, a muzicii, peste un secol? Nimeni nu şi-o poate închipui. Ca şi după căderea Atenei sau a Romei, va interveni o lungă pauză din cauza epuizării mijloacelor de expresie, şi a conştiinţei înseşi." All these nations were great, because they had great prejudices. They no longer have. Are they nations still? Scattered crowds, at best.Hay ferocidad en todos los estados de ánimo, salvo en el de la alegría. La palabra ‘Schadenfreude’, alegría maligna, es un contrasentido. Hacer el mal constituye un placer, no una alegría. La alegría, única victoria sobre el mundo, es pura en su esencia; es, por tanto, irreductible al placer, sospechoso siempre, en sí mismo y en sus manifestaciones.