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The problem with Cioran is that, just as most philosophers before him, he had no consideration for the little things that are crucial in order to live well. It's easy to "refute" life when you've spent the majority of your life living on the top floor of a Parisian hotel room. He should have stopped thinking and started looking for the "little things" as Nietzsche put it, i.e. the right nutriment, place, climate, recreation, friends etc. etc. instead of pondering abstract philosophical questions that ultimately have nothing to do with the real world and are merely otherwordly imaginings. What is more, his hatred of Paris is well documented. He once remarked how to incessant noise of the city drove him mad and how he "could have killed someone". He called the Jardin de Luxemburg his personal Ghetsemane and Paris the city which lies furthest from Paradise. Why didn't he cease all this thinking and philosophizing and start looking for happiness?

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Cioran on Nietzsche, from The Trouble of Being Born:

>To a student who wanted to know my position about the author of Zarathustra, I answered that it has been a lot of time since I stopped frequenting him. Why? He asked me. Because I find him naive. I blame his infatuations and his fervors too. He pulled down idols only to replace them with other ones. A false iconoclast with adolescent traits and I don’t know what kind of virginity, what innocence related to his career of lone man. He observed men only from the distance. If he’d observed them closely he never could have conceived and celebrate the Ubermensch: a rummy vision, a laughable, if not grotesque, chimera or caprice that could only spring from the mind of someone who didn't have the time to live, to age, to know the real detachment and the long serene disgust. Marcus Aurelius is much more close to me. There’s no hesitation in me between the absolute lyricism of frenzy and the prose of acceptance. I find more comfort, and even more hope too, in a tired imperator than in a thunderstruck prophet.
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>Recognize that existence is good

I will do no such thing.

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