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All Religions Bear Traces Of The Fact That They Arose During The Intellectual Immaturity Of The Human Race - Before It Had Learned The Obligations To Speak The Truth. Not One Of Them Makes It The Duty Of Its God To Be Truthful And Understandable In His Communications.

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All Religions Bear Traces

Friedrich Nietzsche

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All Religions Bear Traces Of The Fact That They Arose During The Intellectual Immaturity Of The Human Race - Before It Had Learned The Obligations To Speak The Truth. Not One Of Them Makes It The Duty Of Its God To Be Truthful And Understandable In His Communications.

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Though The Favourites Of The Gods Die Young, They Also Live Eternally In The Company Of Gods

Whoever Writes In Blood And Aphorisms Wants Not To Be Learned But To Be Learned By Heart.

I Would Believe Only In A God That Knows How To Dance.

He Who Rejoices Even At The Stake Triumphs Not Over Pain But Over The Absence Of Pain Where He Had Anticipated Feeling It. A Parable.

We Labour At Our Daily Work More Ardently And Thoughtlessly Than Is Necessary To Sustain Our Life Because It Is Even More Necessary Not To Have Leisure To Stop And Think. Haste Is Universal Because Everyone Is In Flight From Himself.

Early In The Morning, At Break Of Day, In All The Freshness And Dawn Of One's Strength, To Read A Book -i Call That Vicious!

What I Really Want From Music: That It Be Cheerful And Profound Like An Afternoon In October.

The Individual Has Always To Struggle To Keep From Being Overwhelmed By The Tribe.

Women Are Considered Deep - Why? Because One Can Never Discover Any Bottom To Them. Women Are Not Even Shallow.

The Most Perfidious Way Of Harming A Cause Consists Of Defending It Deliberately With Faulty Arguments.

In Song And Dance, Man Forgets How To Walk And Speak And Is On The Way Into Flying Into The Air, Dancing... His Very Gestures Express Enchantment.

Under Peaceful Conditions A Warlike Man Sets Upon Himself.

Untroubled, Scornful, Outrageous - That Is How Wisdom Wants Us To Be: She Is A Woman And Never Loves Anyone But A Warrior.

The Surest Way To Corrupt A Youth Is To Instruct Him To Hold In Higher Esteem Those Who Think Alike Than Those Who Think Differently.

Posthumous Men-myself, For Example-are Not As Well Understood As Timely Ones, But We Are Listened To Better. More Precisely: We Are Never Understood-hence Our Authority.

A Small Revenge Is More Human Than No Revenge At All.

In Intercourse With Scholars And Artists One Readily Makes Mistakes Of Opposite Kinds: In A Remarkable Scholar One Not Infrequently Finds A Mediocre Man; And Often, Even In A Mediocre Artist, One Finds A Very Remarkable Man.

Is Wagner A Human Being At All? Is He Not Rather A Disease? He Contaminates Everything He Touches - He Has Made Music Sick.

The Sick Woman Especially: No One Surpasses Her In Refinements For Ruling, Oppressing, Tyrannising.

We Should Turn Our Death Into A Celebration, Even If Only Out Of A Malice Towards Life: Towards The Woman Who Wants To Leave--us!

The Slow Arrow Of Beauty. The Noblest Kind Of Beauty Is That Which Does Not Transport Us Suddenly, Which Does Not Make Stormy And Intoxicating Impressions Such A Kind Easily Arouses Disgust But That Which Slowly Filters Into Our Minds.

Words Of Wisdom

Precisely This Is Godliness--that There Are Gods, But No God.

There Is One Thing One Has To Have Either A Soul That Is Cheerful By Nature, Or A Soul Made Cheerful By Work, Love, Art, And Knowledge.

Tragedy Is Dead! Poetry Itself Died With It! Away, Away With You, Puny, Stunted Imitators! Away With You To Hades, And Eat Your Fill Of The Old Masters' Crumbs!

Indeed, At Hearing The News That 'the Old God Is Dead', We Philosophers And 'free Spirits' Feel Illuminated By A New Dawn; Our Heart Overflows With Gratitude, Amazement, Forebodings, Expectation - Finally The Horizon Seems Clear Again, Even If Not Bright; Finally Our Ships May Set Out Again, Set Out To Face Any Danger; Every Daring Of The Lover Of Knowledge Is Allowed Again; The Sea, Our Sea, Lies Open Again; Maybe There Has Never Been Such An 'open Sea'.

He Who Speaks A Bit Of A Foreign Language Has More Delight In It Than He Who Speaks It Well; Pleasure Goes Along With Superficial Knowledge.

The Genius-in Work And In Deed-is Necessarily A Squanderer: The Fact That He Spends Himself Constitutes His Greatness.

We Deceive Ourselves When Giving Respect To The Person For Whom We Have Surrendered Ourselves, When We Respectively Expect Them To Be As We Would Wish Them To Be.

All That The World Most Needs Today, Is Combined In The Most Seductive Manner In His Art, — The Three Great Stimulants Of Exhausted People: Brutality, Artificiality And Innocence (idiocy).

A Joke Is An Epigram On The Death Of A Feeling.

When We Think Of All The Things We Want To Do With Our Other Half The Answer Should Be Simple; We Should Want To Do Absolutely Everything With Them. We Should Want To Experience Everything, Feel Everything, See Everything With No One But Them By Our Sides. When We Look Back On Our Lives It's Not The Things We Did Do With Them That We'll Regret, It's The Things We Didn't Do.

Enduring Habits I Hate.... Yes, At The Very Bottom Of My Soul I Feel Grateful To All My Misery And Bouts Of Sickness And Everything About Me That Is Imperfect, Because This Sort Of Thing Leaves Me With A Hundred Backdoors Through Which I Can Escape From Enduring Habits.

I Love Him Who Liveth In Order To Know, And Seeketh To Know In Order That The Superman May Hereafter Live. Thus Seeketh He His Own Down-going.

He Who Is Punished Is Never He Who Performed The Deed. He Is Always The Scapegoat.

What, If Some Day Or Night A Demon Were To Steal After You Into Your Loneliest Loneliness And Say To You: 'this Life As You Now Live It And Have Lived It, You Will Have To Live Once More And Innumerable Times More' ... Would You Not Throw Yourself Down And Gnash Your Teeth And Curse The Demon Who Spoke Thus? Or Have You Once Experienced A Tremendous Moment When You Would Have Answered Him: 'you Are A God And Never Have I Heard Anything More Divine.

Christians Call It Faith ... I Call It The Herd.

I Have Forgotten My Umbrella.

Christianity Has Taken The Part Of All The Weak, The Low, The Botched; It Has Made An Ideal Out Of Antagonism To All The Self Preservative Instincts Of Sound Life; It Has Corrupted Even The Faculties Of Those Natures That Are Intellectually Most Vigorous, By Representing The Highest Intellectual Values As Sinful, As Misleading, As Full Of Temptation.

When One Thinks Profusely And Cleverly, Not Only His Face But His Body Too Takes On A Clever Appearance.

Whoever, At Any Time, Has Undertaken To Build A New Heaven Has Found The Strength For It In His Own Hell.

Some People Do Not Become Thinkers Simply Because Their Memories Are Too Good.

In Pain There Is As Much Wisdom As In Pleasure: Like The Latter It Is One Of The Best Self Preservatives Of A Species.

War Has Always Been The Grand Sagacity Of Every Spirit Which Has Grown Too Inward And Too Profound; Its Curative Power Lies Even In The Wounds One Receives.

I Climb Upon The Highest Mountains, Laughing At All Tragedies - Whether Real Or Imaginary.

Convictions Are More Dangerous Enemies Of Truth Than Lies.courageous, Untroubled, Mocking And Violent-that Is What Wisdom Wants Us To Be. Wisdom Is A Woman, And Loves Only A Warrior.

His (the Theologian) Basic Instinct Of Self Preservation Forbids Him To Respect Reality At Any Point Or Even To Let It Get A Word In.

People Who Live In An Age Of Corruption Are Witty And Slanderous; They Know That There Are Other Kinds Of Murder Than By Dagger Or Assault; They Also Know That Whatever Is Well Said Is Believed.

Truth Will Have No Gods Before It.- The Belief In Truth Begins With The Doubt Of All Truths In Which One Has Previously Believed.

Assuming That We Have Trained Our Imagination To Denounce The Past, We Will Not Suffer Much From Unfulfilled Wishes.

Out Of Damp And Gloomy Days, Out Of Solitude, Out Of Loveless Words Directed At Us, Conclusions Grow Up In Us Like Fungus: One Morning They Are There, We Know Not How, And They Gaze Upon Us, Morose And Gray. Woe To The Thinker Who Is Not The Gardener But Only The Soil Of The Plants That Grow In Him.

Rational Thought Is Interpretation According To A Scheme Which We Cannot Escape.

The Philosopher Believes That The Value Of His Philosophy Lies In The Whole, In The Building: Posterity Discovers It In The Bricks With Which He Built And Which Are Then Often Used Again For Better Building: In The Fact, That Is To Say, That Building Can Be Destroyed And Nonetheless Possess Value As Material.

So Long As The Spectator Has To Figure Out The Meaning Of This Or That Person, Or The Presuppositions Of This Or That Conflict Of Inclinations And Purposes, He Cannot Become Completely Absorbed In The Activities And Sufferings Of The Chief Characters Or Feel Breathless Pity And Fear.

The Creation Of Freedom For Oneself And A Sacred "no" Even To Duty -- For That, My Brothers, The Lion Is Needed.

It Is Not Your Sin - It Is Your Moderation That Cries To Heaven; Your Very Sparingness In Sin Cries To Heaven!

One Has To Know The Size Of One's Stomach.

One Is Most Dishonest To One's God: He Is Not Allowed To Sin.

A Man Unconsciously Imagines That Where He Is Strong, Where He Feels Most Thoroughly Alive, The Element Of His Freedom Must Lie.

God Is A Thought Who Makes Crooked All That Is Straight.

I Fear Animals Regard Man As A Creature Of Their Own Kind Which Has In A Highly Dangerous Fashion Lost Its Healthy Animal Reason - As The Mad Animal, As The Laughing Animal, As The Weeping Animal, As The Unhappy Animal.

One Has Been A Poor Spectator Of Life If One Has Not Witnessed The Hand - That Kills From Mercy.

It Takes Physical Courage To Indulge In Wickedness. The "good" Are Too Cowardly To Do It.

We Laugh At A Man Who, Stepping Out Of His Room At The Very Minute When The Sun Is Rising, Says, “it Is My Will That The Sun Shall Rise”; Or At Him Who, Unable To Stop A Wheel, Says, “i Wish It To Roll”; Or, Again, At Him Who, Thrown In A Wrestling Match, Says, “here I Lie, But Here I Wish To Lie.” But, Joking Apart, Do We Not Act Like One Of These Three Persons Whenever We Use The Expression “i Wish”?

Sometimes It Just Takes Stronger Eyeglasses To Cure Those Who Are In Love--and Someone With The Ability To Imagine A Face Or A Figure Twenty Years Older Might Perhaps Pass Through Life Quite Undisturbed.

Behind Your Thoughts And Feelings, My Brother, There Stands A Mighty Ruler. An Unknown Sage - Whose Name Is Self. In Yourt Body He Dwells; He Is Your Body. There Is More Reason In Your Body Than In Your Best Wisdom.

Whoever Turns Away From Us Might Not Offend Us In Doing So Perhaps, But He Certainly Offends Our Followers.

We Have Art In Order Not To Die Of The Truth.

Do Not Paint A Picture Either Of God Or The Devil On Your Walls: This Will Ruin Both Your Walls And The Atmosphere.

Our Vanity Would Have Just That Which We Do Best Count As That Which Is Hardest For Us. The Origin Of Many A Morality.

Like Tourists Huffing And Puffing To Reach The Peak We Forget The View On The Way Up.

The Question Of Place And Climate Is Most Closely Related To The Question Of Nutrition. Nobody Is Free To Live Everywhere; And Whoever Has To Solve Great Problems That Challenge All His Strength Actually Has A Very Restricted Choice In This Matter. The Influence Of Climate On Our Metabolism, Its Retardation, Its Acceleration, Goes So Far That A Mistaken Choice Of Place And Climate Can Not Only Estrange A Man From His Task But Can Actually Keep It From Him: He Never Gets To See It.

My Formula For Greatness In A Human Being Is Amor Fati: That One Wants Nothing To Be Other Than It Is, Not In The Future, Not In The Past, Not In All Eternity.

One Has Renounced The Great Life When One Renounces War.

How Can Anyone Become A Thinker Unless He Spends At Least A Third Of Every Day Away From Passions, People, And Books?

One Does Not Want To Be Deceived, Under The Supposition That It Is Injurious, Dangerous, Or Fatal To Be Deceived.

It Is Some Fundamental Certainty Which A Noble Soul Has About Itself, Something Which Is Not To Be Sought, Is Not To Be Found, And Perhaps, Also, Is Not To Be Lost. The Noble Soul Has Reverence For Itself.

The Snake Which Cannot Cast Its Skin Has To Die.

A Matter That Becomes Clear Ceases To Concern Us.--what Was That God Thinking Who Counseled, "know Thyself!" Did He Perhaps Mean,"cease To Concern Yourself! Become Objective!"--and Socrates?--and "scientific Men"?

Brave People May Be Persuaded To An Action By Representing It As Being More Dangerous Than It Really Is.

There Is No Pre-established Harmony Between The Furtherance Of Truth And The Well-being Of Mankind.

I Mistrust All Systematizers And Avoid Them. The Will To A System Is A Lack Of Integrity.

On The Rare Occasions When Our Dreams Succeed And Achieve Perfection - Most Dreams Are Bungled - The Are Symbolic Chains Of Scene And Images In Place Of A Narrative Poetic Language; They Circumscribe Our Experiences Or Expectations Or Situations With Such Poetic Boldness And Decisiveness That In The Morning We Are Always Amazed When We Remember Our Dreams.

Every God-man Created His Own God: And There Is No Worse Enmity On Earth Than That Between Gods.

One Should Steal Only Where One Cannot Rob.

Even Today A Crude Sort Of Persecution Is All That Is Required To Create An Honorable Name For Any Sect, No Matter How Indifferent In Itself.

Whoever Gives Advice To A Sick Person Acquires A Feeling Of Superiority Over Him, Whether The Advice Be Accepted Or Rejected.

You Are Treading The Path To Your Greatness: No One Shall Follow You Here! Your Passage Has Effaced The Path Behind You, And Above That Path Stands Written: Impossibility.

Even Truthfulness Is But One Means To Knowledge, A Ladder--but Not The Ladder.

Memory Says, 'i Did That.' Pride Replies, 'i Could Not Have Done That.' Eventually, Memory Yields.

I Hate You Most Because You Attract, But Are Not Strong Enough To Pull Me To You.

The Broad Effects Which Can Be Obtained By Punishment In Man And Beast, Are The Increase Of Fear, The Sharpening Of The Sense Of Cunning, The Mastery Of The Desires; So It Is That Punishment Tames Man, But Does Not Make Him "better.".

Those Who Cannot Understand How To Put Their Thoughts On Ice Should Not Enter Into The Heat Of Debate.

A Man Who Possesses Genius Is Insufferable Unless He Also Possesses At Least Two Other Things: Gratitude And Cleanliness.

Among The Wealthy, Generosity Is Often Merely A Kind Of Shyness.

The Earth Has A Skin And That Skin Has Diseases; One Of Its Diseases Is Called Man.

Verily, A Polluted Stream Is Man. One Must Actually Be A Sea To Take In A Polluted Stream Without Becoming Impure. Behold, I Teach You The Superman: He Is The This Sea, In Him Can Your Great Contempt Go Under.

Is Man God's Biggest Blunder, Or Is Man's God?

This Is The Hardest Of All: To Close The Open Hand Out Of Love, And Keep Modest As A Giver.

The Germans Are Like Women, You Can Scarcely Ever Fathom Their Depths - They Haven't Any.

Where Is The Lightning To Lick You With Its Tongue? Where Is The Madness With Which You Should Be Cleansed? Behold, I Show You The Superman. He Is This Lightning, He Is This Madness.

He Who Fights Too Long Against Dragons Becomes A Dragon Himself; And If You Gaze Too Long Into The Abyss, The Abyss Will Gaze Into You.

If An Architect Wants To Strengthen A Decrepit Arch, He Increases The Load Laid Upon It, For Thereby The Parts Are Joined More Firmly Together.

Possessions Are Usually Diminished By Possession.

Error Has Made Animals Into Men; Is Truth In A Position To Make Men Into Animals Again?

In The Consciousness Of The Truth He Has Perceived, Man Now Sees Everywhere Only The Awfulness Or The Absurdity Of Existence And Loathing Seizes Him.

Love Forgives The Lover Even His Lust.

I Know No Other Way To Associate With Great Tasks Than As Play: As A Sign Of Greatness, This Is An Essential Presupposition.

Be Careful When You Cast Out Your Demons That You Don’t Throw Away The Best Of Yourself.

Whoever Despises Himself Nonetheless Respects Himself As One Who Despises.

It Is Not Enough To Prove Something, One Also Has To Seduce Or Elevate People To It. That Is Why The Man Of Knowledge Should Learns How To Speak His Wisdom: And Often In Such A Way That It Sounds Like Folly!

Nobody Is So Constituted As To Be Able To Live Everywhere And Anywhere; And He Who Has Great Duties To Perform, Which Lay Claim Toall His Strength, Has, In This Respect, A Very Limited Choice. The Influence Of Climate Upon The Bodily Functionsextends So Far, That A Blunder In The Choice Of Locality And Climate Is Able Not Only To Alienate A Man From His Actual Duty, But Also To Withhold It From Him Altogether, So That He Never Even Comes Face To Face With It.

The Wittiest Authors Evoke A Barely Perceptible Smile.

Christianity Has Done Its Utmost To Close The Circle And Declared Even Doubt To Be Sin. One Is Supposed To Be Cast Into Belief Without Reason, By A Miracle, And From Then On To Swim In It As In The Brightest And Least Ambiguous Of Elements: Even A Glance Towards Land, Even The Thought That One Perhaps Exists For Something Else As Well As Swimming, Even The Slightest Impulse Of Our Amphibious Nature

The Relatives Of A Suicide Hold It Against Him That Out Of Consideration For Their Reputation He Did Not Remain Alive.

When We Have To Change Our Mind About A Person, We Hold The Inconvenience He Causes Us Very Much Against Him.

It Is My Ambition To Say In Ten Sentences What Others Say In A Whole Book.

All Rejection And Negation Indicates A Deficiency In Fertility: Fundamentally, If Only We Were Good Plowland We Would Allow Nothing To Go Unused, And In Every Thing, Event, And Person We Would Welcome Manure, Rain, Or Sunshine.

If We Have Our Own Why Of Life, We Shall Get Along With Almost Any How. Man Does Not Strive For Pleasure; Only The Englishman Does.

To The Good Warrior Soundeth "thou Shalt" Pleasanter Than "i Will." And All That Is Dear Unto You, Ye Shall First Have It Commanded Unto You.

Belief In Truth Begins With Doubting All That Has Hitherto Been Believed To Be True.

The God On The Cross Is A Curse On Life, A Signpost To Seek Redemption From Life; Dionysus Cut To Pieces Is A Promise Of Life: It Will Be Eternally Reborn And Return Again From Destruction

Christianity Is A Metaphysics Of The Hangman.

Of All Writings I Love Only That Which Is Written With Blood. Write With Blood: And You Will Discover That Blood Is Spirit.

Many Brief Follies--that Is What You Call Love. And Your Marriage Puts An End To Many Brief Follies, With A Single Long Stupidity.

Every One Being Allowed To Learn To Read, Ruineth In The Long Run Not Only Writing But Also Thinking.

Rash Actions Are Seldom Committed In Isolation. With The First Rash Action We Always Do Too Much. So We Usually Go On To Commit Asecond One--and Then We Do Too Little.

Human Life Is Inexplicable, And Still Without Meaning: A Fool May Decide Its Fate.

To The Mediocre, Mediocrity Is A Form Of Happiness.

One Must Renounce The Bad Taste Of Wishing To Agree With Many People.

Many Find Their Heart When They Have Lost Their Head.

In Loneliness, The Lonely One Eats Himself; In A Crowd, The Many Eat Him. Now Choose.

It Is Nobler To Declare Oneself Wrong Than To Insist On Being Right --especially When One Is Right.

What We Call Truths Are Just Those Errors That We Cannot Give Up.

I Do Not Give Alms; I Am Not Poor Enough For That.

Only With The Ultimate Knowledge Of All Things Will Man Have Come To Know Himself. For Things Are But The Boundaries Of Man.

What Do I Care About The Purring Of One Who Cannot Love, Like The Cat?

The Essence Of All Beautiful Art, All Great Art, Is Gratitude.

The Courage Of All One Really Knows Comes But Late In Life.

I Do Not Know What The Spirit Of A Philosopher Could More Wish To Be Than A Good Dancer. For The Dance Is His Ideal, Also His Fine Art, Finally Also The Only Kind Of Piety He Knows, His 'divine Service.'

When A Man Is In Love He Endures More Than At Other Times; He Submits To Everything.

What Makes Us Heroic?--confronting Simultaneously Our Supreme Suffering And Our Supreme Hope.

To Think Historically Is Almost The Same Thing Now As If In All Ages History Had Been Made According To Theory.

Philosophers Are In The Habit Of Setting Themselves Before Life And Experience.

Be Generous In Nature And Thought; For This Wins Respect And Gives Confidence And Power.

If We Have Injured Someone, Giving Him The Opportunity To Make A Joke About Us Is Often Enough To Provide Him Personal Satisfaction, Or Even To Win His Good Will.

You're Going To Women? Don't Forget Your Whip!

I Looked For Great Men, But All I Found Were The Apes Of Their Ideals.

There They Laugh: They Do Not Understand Me; I Am Not The Mouth For These Ears.

And Once You Are Awake, You Shall Remain Awake Eternally.

It Was The Sick And Decaying Who Despised The Body And Earth And Invented The Heavenly Realm And The Redemptive Drops Of Blood: But They Took Even These Sweet And Gloomy Poisons From Body And Earth. They Wanted To Escape Their Own Misery, And The Stars Were Too Far For Them.

Whatever We Think About And Question A Lot Becomes Questionable.

Unpleasant, Even Dangerous, Qualities Can Be Found In Every Nation And Every Individual: It Is Cruel To Demand That The Jew Be An Exception. In Him, These Qualities May Even Be Dangerous And Revolting To An Unusual Degree; And Perhaps The Young Stock-exchange Jew Is Altogether The Most Disgusting Invention Of Mankind.

Freedom Of Will-that Is The Expression For The Complex State Of Delight Of The Person Exercising Volition, Who Commands And At The Same Time Identifies Himself With The Executor Of The Order-who, As Such, Enjoys Also The Triumph Over Obstacles, But Thinks Within Himself That It Was Really His Own Will That Overcame Them. In This Way The Person Exercising Volition Adds The Feelings Of Delight Of His Successful Executive Instruments, The Useful Underwills Or Under-souls-indeed, Our Body Is But A Social Structure Composed Of Many Souls-to His Feelings Of Delight As Commander.

One Who Is Publicly Honest About Himself Ends Up By Priding Himself Somewhat On This Honesty: For He Knows Only Too Well Why He Is Honest-for The Same Reasons Another Person Prefers Illusion And Dissimulation.

Everyone Thinks That The Principal Thing To The Tree Is The Fruit, But In Point Of Fact The Principal Thing To It Is The Seed.

Companions The Creator Seeks, Not Corpses, Not Herds And Believers. Fellow Creators The Creator Seeks -- Those Who Write New Values On New Tablets. Companions The Creator Seeks, And Fellow Harvesters; For Everything About Him Is Ripe For The Harvest.

Unexplained, Obscure Matters Are Regarded As More Important Than Explained, Clear Ones.

We Only Hear Questions That We Are Able To Answer.

Above All, There Is No Exception To This Rule: That The Idea Of Political Superiority Always Resolves Itself Into The Idea Of Psychological Superiority.

The Press, The Machine, The Railway, The Telegraph Are Premises Whose Thousand-year Conclusion No One Has Yet Dared To Draw.

The Danger Of Our Culture.- We Belong To A Period Of Which The Culture Is In Danger Of Being Destroyed By The Appliances Of Culture.

The Weak And The Botched Shall Perish: First Principle Of Our Charity.

You Say 'i' And You Are Proud Of This Word. But Greater Than This- Although You Will Not Believe In It - Is Your Body And Its Great Intelligence, Which Does Not Say 'i' But Performs 'i'.

It Is Neither The Best Nor The Worst Things In A Book That Defy Translation.

All Contempt For The Sexual Life, All Denigration Under The Concept 'impure" Is The Essential Crime Against Life- Against The Holy Spirit Of Life".

What Do We Have In Common With The Rosebud, Which Trembles Because A Drop Of Dew Lies On Its Body?

Doing Ill To Those On Whom We Have To Make Our Power Felt; For Pain Is A Far More Sensitive Means For That Purpose Than Pleasure: Pain Always Asks Concerning The Cause, While Pleasure Is Inclined To Keep Within Itself And Not Look Backward.

One Begins To Mistrust Very Clever People When They Become Embarrassed.

I Still Live, I Still Think: I Still Have To Live, For I Still Have To Think.

The Doer Is Merely A Fiction Added To The Deed ? The Deed Is Everything.

Almost Two Thousand Years, And No New God!

I Love Him Who Is Of A Free Spirit And A Free Heart: Thus Is His Head Only The Bowels Of His Heart; His Heart, However, Causeth His Down-going.

Science Rushes Headlong, Without Selectivity, Without "taste," At Whatever Is Knowable, In The Blind Desire To Know All At Any Cost.

How Much Truth Can A Spirit Bear, How Much Truth Can A Spirit Dare? ... That Became For Me More And More The Real Measure Of Value.

The Growth Of Wisdom May Be Gauged Exactly By The Diminution Of Ill-temper.

One Must Still Have Chaos In Oneself To Be Able To Give Birth To A Dancing Star.

So Long As Men Praise You, You Can Only Be Sure That You Are Not Yet On Your Own True Path But On Someone Else's.

Supposing Truth Is A Woman -- What Then?

What The Philosopher Is Seeking Is Not Truth, But Rather The Metamorphosis Of The World Into Man.

We Must Remain As Close To The Flowers, The Grass, And The Butterflies As The Child Is Who Is Not Yet So Much Taller Than They Are. We Adults, On The Other Hand, Have Outgrown Them And Have To Lower Ourselves To Stoop Down To Them. It Seems To Me That The Grass Hates Us When We Confess Our Love For It. Whoever Would Partake Of All Good Things Must Understand How To Be Small At Times.

From The State The Exceptional Individual Cannot Expect Much. He Is Seldom Benefited By Being Taken Into Its Service; The Only Certain Advantage It Can Give Him Is Complete Independence. Only Real Culture Will Prevent Him Being Too Early Tired Out Or Used Up, And Will Spare Him The Exhausting Struggle Against Culture-philistinism.

You May Have Enemies Whom You Hate, But Not Enemies Whom You Despise. You Must Be Proud Of Your Enemy: Then The Success Of Your Enemy Shall Be Your Success Too.

Who Can Attain To Anything Great If He Does Not Feel In Himself The Force And Will To Inflict Great Pain? The Ability To Suffer Is A Small Matter: In That Line, Weak Women And Even Slaves Often Attain Masterliness. But Not To Perish From Internal Distress And Doubt When One Inflicts Great Suffering And Hears The Cry Of It That Is Great, That Belongs To Greatness.

The Greatest Events-they Are Not Our Loudest But Our Stillest Hours.

The Purpose Of Criminal Law Is To Punish The Enemies Of Those In Power.

It Is Difficult To Preach, This Morality Of Mediocrity! It May Never Admit What It Is And What It Wants! It Must Speak About Restraint And Worth And Duty And Love Of One's Neighbor.

Men Are Cowards When It Comes To The "eternally Feminine": And The Little Women Know It.

In Revenge And In Love, Woman Is More Barbarous Than Man.

One Does Not Kill By Anger But By Laughter.

Who Has Not For The Sake Of His Reputation Sacrificed Himself?

What Is Not Intelligible To Me Is Not Necessarily Unintelligent

However Modest One May Be In One's Demand For Intellectual Cleanliness, One Cannot Help Feeling, When Coming Into Contact With The New Testament, A Kind Of Inexpressible Discomfiture: For The Unchecked Impudence With Which The Least Qualified Want To Raise Their Voice On The Greatest Problems, And Even Claim To Be Judges Of Such Things, Surpasses All Measure. The Shameless Levity With Which The Most Intractable Problems (life, World, God, Purpose Of Life) Are Spoken Of, As If They Were Not Problems At All But Simply Things That These Little Bigots Knew!

The Great Man Fights The Elements In His Time That Hinder His Own Greatness, In Other Words His Own Freedom And Sincerity.

One Is Punished Best For One's Virtues.

A Moral System Valid For All Is Basically Immoral.

People Buy Their Necessities In Shops And Have To Pay Dearly For Them Because They Have To Assist In Paying For What Is Also On Sale There But Only Rarely Finds Purchasers: The Luxury And Amusement Goods. So It Is That Luxury Continually Imposes A Tax On The Simple People Who Have To Do Without It.

I Awoke You From Your Sleep Because I Saw That You Were Having A Nightmare. And Now You Are Cross And Say To Me: "what Are We Supposed To Do Now? Everything Is Still Night!" You Ingrates! You Should Go To Sleep Again And Dream Better.

A Man Should Not Play The Coward To His Deeds. He Should Not Repudiate Them Once He Has Performed Them. Pangs Of Conscience Are Indecent.

It Is Within Your Power To See That All You Have Experienced, Trials, Errors, Faults, Deceptions, Passions, Your Love And Your Hope, Shall Be Merged Wholly In Your Aim.

No One Talks More Passionately About His Rights Than He Who In The Depths Of His Soul Doubts Whether He Has Any. By Enlisting Passion On His Side He Wants To Stifle His Reason And Its Doubts: Thus He Will Acquire A Good Conscience And With It Success Among His Fellow Men.

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