Emil Cioran Quotes

The only paradise is paradise lost.

The only possible paradises are those we have lost

I feel more and more the time wasted that is not spent in Ireland.

She is Cuba. If you want to love her, you have to be with her, but you can't be with her in her current state. It's the point of view of all exiles - you have to leave the thing you cherish most.

I know how men in exile feed on dreams.

The punctuation of anniversaries is terrible, like the closing of doors, one after another between you and what you want to hold on to.

She missed him the days when some pretext served to take him away from her, just as one misses the sun on a cloudy day without having thought much about the sun when it was shining.

I wish I had never left England

I do miss England. Well, I miss the idea of England, I think. But I haven't been back for years. I probably just miss the past.

Being away from the game took a toll on my heart.

Homesickness is universal. But Neapolitan homesickness goes back further than the accidents of domicile. It is nostalgia for love and loss themselves, a soul-sickness caused by the very idea of leaving.

Every day, I wish there was a moment when I could go back to my house and my land.

Like Adam, we have all lost Paradise; and yet we carry Paradise around inside of us in the form of a longing for, almost a memory of, a blessedness that is no more, or the dream of a blessedness that may someday be again.

Everything inside me screams for just one more kiss, one more word, one more glance, one more.

For twenty years I have ached to go back home, when there was nobody there to whom I could return.

So I find words I never thought to speak In streets I never thought I should revisit When I left my body on a distant shore.

There's no ifs and buts or maybes, you're gonna miss, you're gonna miss my loving.

Water is the exile, carried back in cans and flasks, the ghost between your hands and your mouth.

Some of these days, Oh, you'll miss me honey

No need to be sentimental to mourn the loss of Paradise.

She was so emotional, on the verge of tears. This was what I'd wanted to prevent with all those quick disappearances, the tangledness of farewells and all the baggage they brought with them. But now, looking at Deb, I realized what else I'd given up: knowing for sure that someone was going to miss me. What happened to goodbye, Michael in Westcott had written on my Ume.com page. I was pretty sure I knew, now. It had been packed away in a box of its own, trying to be forgotten, until I really needed it. Until now.

Wish I could spin my world into reverse just to have you back again

There is always something to miss, no matter where you are.

I cry for everything I abandoned and because I, too, have been left behind -- by Alex, by my mom, by time that has cut through our worlds and separated us.

..all I left with was the magnitude of my mistake, of my missing you. And I have to watch you from this distance, watch you achieve your dreams, live what seemed like this perfect life.