would like to explode, flow, crumble into dust, and my disintegration would be my masterpiece. - Emil Cioran, On The Heights Of Despair
Open Rp)) I cough up blood "s-stop..." I hear laughter. I shook a little as they walked away. I then hear you come over "what happened?" I hear you ask. I cough more blood up just as i was about to reply - Raven
Se si vuole essere felici non si deve frugare nella memoria Emil Cioran - Chateau de H, Belgium
Summer sun, running on the beach! How i need this again!
Buddhas @ Ayutthaya,..... Thailand ...gonna be there...hope...hope
Henri Cartier-Bresson // FRANCE. Paris. 1984. Romanian philosopher and essayist Emil Michel Cioran at his home.
Falling in love with this photographer and her storybook whimsy come to life! -M || Katerina Plotnikova
On the Heights of Despair 〜 by Emil Cioran.
Wisdom disguises our wounds: it teaches us how to bleed in secret. - Emil Cioran •
Emil Cioran, photographed by Franziska Messner-Rast