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Obituary Cioran 1911-1995

"I have no nationality - the best possible status for an intellectual."

Emil Cioran, born in Rasinari, Romania and educated at Bucharest University, was regarded as one of the greatest contemporary writers in the French language. A scholarship from the French Institute in Bucharest brought him in 1937 to Paris. Emil Cioran's works constitute what the American novelist and critic William Gass has called "a philosophical romance on modern themes of alienation, absurdity, boredom, futility, decay, the tyranny of history, the vulgarities of change, awareness as a agony, reason as disease." His friend Samuel Beckett, another exile in Paris, was one of many who helped Cioran out financially and was repaid by his advice. Beckett, about whom Cioran wrote so vividly in Anathemas And Admirations, introduced him to the English - speaking world through the Evergreen Review, saying: "He is not a writer of despair, there is always a little blue light." Without him it is difficult to imagine the future of what the French call esprit without his persistent intonation. His powerful and delicate mind afforded us a dismayed and hilarious testimony of his Raison.

from The Guardian, June 23, 1995

The beauty of flames

The beauty of flames lies in their strange play, beyond all proportion and harmony. Their diaphanous flare symbolizes at once grace and tragedy, innocence and despair, sadness and voluptuousness. The burning transcendence has something of the lightness of great purifications. I wish the fiery transcendence would carry me up and throw me into a sea of flames, where, consumed by their delicate and insidious tongues, I would die an ecstatic death. The beauty of flames creates the illusion of a pure, sublime death similar to the light of dawn. Immaterial, death in flames is like a burning of light, graceful wings. Do only butterflies die in flames? What about those devoured by the flames within them?

from EM Cioran's book "On the Heights of Despair."

Cioran and Tutea


House where Cioran was born


Răşinari (Romania), the house where Cioran was born.
Public domain picture