: On the Heights of Despair (): E. M. Cioran, Existentialism does not flirt with suicide as vividly as Emil Cioran., This is a man. Cioran’s first book “On the Heights of Despair”, brings together all the themes from his later work: death, loneliness, disease, suffering, the. On the Heights of Despair shows Cioran’s first grappling with themes he would Judith Shulevitz, New York Times Book Review Emil M. Cioran () is.
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Return to Book Page. On the Heights of Despair by Emil M. It also presents Cioran as a connoisseur of apocalypse, a theoretician of despair, for whom writing and philosophy both share the “lyrical virtues” that alone lead to a metaphysical revelation. Puts him in the company of Nietzsche and Kierkegaard. Cioran going for the rest of his life. This book contains misogynistic passages.
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For an author who’s supposedly of this calibre, he should have known better. Paperbackpages.
Published October 1st by Yeights of Chicago Press first published To see what your friends thought of this book, please sign up. To ask other readers questions about On the Heights of Despairplease sign up. Be the hegihts to ask a question about On the Heights of Despair. Lists with This Book. Feb 18, Florencia rated it liked it Shelves: How does one become a pessimist? By reading your book, pal. You made Schopenhauer look like one of the Teletubbies.
Many quotes that pulled on my heartstrings, and many chapters I already forgot, out of immunity to certain thoughts and dislike of overly melodramatic prose. Things that belong to the plane of ideas, naturally, since the kind of l How does one become a pessimist?
Things that belong to the plane of ideas, naturally, since the kind tbe life that has been portrayed at heighs is literally impossible, and impracticable ideas which try to convey intellectual depth and are repeated by others, clinging to such pose as hard as they can because “happy people are all stupid and morality is a disgrace and I want to be consumed by fire and I long for the destruction of the world,” too exhausting And I can’t shake off a sense of artificiality.
True, if you read this, you’re not much of an optimistic, but still. I wholeheartedly agree with the third line of this review. That being said, these few lines will be engulfed by the beauty of flames and will witness their own amoral destruction from which a proper review will absurdly blossom amid beautiful darkness echoing nothingness! After restoring my soul with many reruns of Seinfeld.
Or final review if I forget View all 27 comments. View all 7 comments. Aug 18, Hadrian rated it it was ok Shelves: What a waste of a good prose style! Cioran is a repetitive farting windbag of nihilism and misanthropy. I’ve been through too much suffering to be a nihilist anymore. I could not even recommend this to angsty adolescents to distract them from misinterpreting Nietzsche. Those who might truly sympathize with it are those who have undergone major depression, and to give them a work so encouraging of death would be an act of criminal negligence.
Perhaps in its own circumventing way, this book affirms What a waste of a good prose style! Perhaps in its own circumventing way, this book affirms one’s personal meaning for existence. View all 5 comments. Mar 13, Jason rated it really liked it. There is a reason why certain authors, regardless of their genius, are destined to remain relatively anonymous to the wider world. Cioran is of this type.
Without any reluctance he talks about ideas and emotions that most people spend the major part of their lives trying their best to repress and ignore. Some might consider this brazen, but to my mind I don’t imagine he had a choice in the matter. Some emio need out. Some can’t be resisted, like gravity. And if you had such thoughts, ones yo There is a reason why certain authors, regardless of their genius, are destined to remain relatively anonymous to the wider world.
And if you had such thoughts, ones you knew were vital to your human condition, that keeping them in would result in total inner collapse, would you do anything but fling them into the arms of others, whether they were prepared to embrace them or not? Humans just aren’t very good by and large at contemplating death and the futility of the things they despaur their days with.
Accepting what Cioran has to say is adverse to almost all intuition, even to people like me who wholly agrees with him. But there is something comforting about what he has to say especially if you happen to be struck down by laziness much of the time. If the meaninglessness of the world is justified, then don’t condemn yourself for choosing to watch Jeremy Kyle when you know someone else is out there churning out works of art.
Both of these people entered the world accidentally. Both will probably stumble out. I never watch Jeremy Kyle. I advise you do the same. Eventually you will understand that intense work is the best you can do to keep your subjective mind content. You’ll realise that subjectivity is all you can go on, something which Cioran gets at very early in the book.
Before I’d read this, I’d formed some vague, unfinished idea which could only be shaped properly once Cioran had led the way: Regardless of whether you are accompanied on this path of misery, or are even eclipsed in your torment by ejil, it is still no consolation – and never can be – because all you thd ever know is your own thoughts and pain, your own subjectivity.
So basically, if I was going to Hell which I don’t believe is going to happen, because I don’t believe in such places heibhts, I wouldn’t be comforted by the knowledge of the thousands of others coming with me. Nobody can transfer their pain onto others. At best I think this human illusion is noteworthy because it acts as a sort of mental morphine.
But it doesn’t delete the fundamental problem, which we must learn to exist with. There are parts of this book which seem a little obscure, a little melodramatic. Not all is golden.
But to arrive at such conclusions at twenty one is astounding, and is a bench-mark for anyone who wishes for precociousness. In the end, I find it a little sad and pathetic that Cioran will never be read as much as he deserves to be. He’s too honest and blatant. His readership will never fluctuate too dramatically because the majority of people will never be persuaded that his considerations are necessary ones – except maybe on their deathbeds.
Apr 12, Szplug rated it really liked it. Ah, Cioran, twenty-two years old and already so caustically weary with that great travail called life – I remember that age well! This is a compulsively readable shotgun blast of bleak lyricism that ofttimes offers profound insight and occasionally jejune invective.
Cioran is a cruel diagnostician of despair – there is little from the realms of spiritual shadow that he is not acutely aware of – and scourges the quotidian world with its infinite banality, pointlessness, and immanent subjugation to Ah, Cioran, twenty-two years old and already so caustically weary with that great travail called life – I remember that age well! Cioran is a cruel diagnostician of despair – there is little from the realms of spiritual shadow that he is not acutely aware of – and scourges the quotidian world with its infinite banality, pointlessness, and immanent subjugation to death.
However, despite perpetual imprisonment within the inky penumbra of a monstrous mortality this Romanian poet of lyrical lunacy – a twentieth century Zarathustra reborn – calls for man’s effervescent and uninhibited embrace of all the thrilling ecstasies of irrationality: There is as little aptitude towards suicide within the Transylvanian prophet as there is towards living; he defiantly thrusts against the current in the belly of the abyss.
The translation is solid and does justice to Cioran’s reputation as a Romanian bard philosopher. I filled around nine pages of a notebook with quotations from the work – there are some truly memorable aphorisms and phrases that sear with a scalding wit and truth.
If there is a touch too much untamed, youthful overacting at points, it is a minor and forgivable excess in what is otherwise a delightfully dark jeremiad, a paean to pessimism – and it limns what an agonizingly astute and lyrical mind the conventional-life-loathing decrier already possessed at a still tender age. Nu este atunci neantul o salvare? It is so imperfectly perfect, so beautifully flawed, so darkly comforting for someone like me.
He is melodramatic and over-exhilarated at times. But he touches on subjects that interest me; he thinks thoughts that I do. He is endearingly bold and passionate. Spending time with this book felt like talking to someone who understands and accepts you the way you are. Although very intelligently and coherently written, one can tell that these are the words of a young soul. An intangible thirst was quenched in me and I now lay here satisfied, yet alert.
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I know the munchies will come back soon enough, but what a way to finish my reading year! View all 6 comments. Feb 17, Bogdan Liviu rated it it was amazing Shelves: View all 4 comments. Sin embargo, es bastante intenso y hay que emli con calma. Jul 25, orendak rated it it was amazing. Like many other books, this one is anything but an escape.