Sep 7, 2025
Crime and Punishment, Fyodor Dostoevsky The Contradictory and The Inconsequential, E. M. Cioran (translated by Ilinca Zarifopol-Johnston)
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Crime and Punishment, Fyodor Dostoevsky The Contradictory and The Inconsequential, E. M. Cioran (translated by Ilinca Zarifopol-Johnston)
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the past haunts me like a noose.
all i remember is what i despise.
(w.i.p.)
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Love is empty without thinking, thinking hollow without love.
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I have not disappeared. The boulevard is full of my steps. The sky is full of my thinking. [...]
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