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And So, Onwards... Along A Path Of Wisdom, With A Hearty Tread, A Hearty Confidence.. However You May Be, Be Your Own Source Of Experience. Throw Off Your Discontent About Your Nature. Forgive Yourself Your Own Self. You Have It In Your Power To Merge Everything You Have Lived Through- False Starts, Errors, Delusions, Passions, Your Loves And Your Hopes- Into Your Goal, With Nothing Left Over.

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And So, Onwards... Along A Path Of Wisdom, With A Hearty Tread, A Hearty Confidence.. However You May Be, Be Your Own Source Of Experience. Throw Off Your Discontent About Your Nature. Forgive Yourself Your Own Self. You Have It In Your Power To Merge Everything You Have Lived Through- False Starts, Errors, Delusions, Passions, Your Loves And Your Hopes- Into Your Goal, With Nothing Left Over.

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Against The Censurers Of Brevity. - Something Said Briefly Can Be The Fruit Of Much Long Thought: But The Reader Who Is A Novice In This Field, And Has As Yet Reflected On It Not At All, Sees In Everything Said Briefly Something Embryonic, Not Without Censuring The Author For Having Served Him Up Such Immature And Unripened Fare.

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Distrust All In Whom The Impulse To Punish Is Powerful.

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The Most Unambiguous Sign That A Person Holds Men In Low Esteem Is This, That He Either Acknowledges Them Merely As Means To His Ends Or Does Not Acknowledge Them At All.

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

'god Himself Cannot Exist Without Wise Men' - Luther Said, And Was Right. But 'god Can Exist Even Less Without Unwise Men' - That Good Old Luther Did Not Say.

Not Infrequently, We Encounter Copies Of Important Human Beings; And Here, Too, As In The Case Of Paintings, Most People Prefer The Copies To The Originals.

Success Has Always Been The Greatest Liar - And The "work" Itself Is A Success; The Great Statesman, The Conqueror, The Discoverer Is Disguised By His Creations, Often Beyond Recognition; The "work," Whether Of The Artist Or The Philosopher, Invents The Man Who Has Created It, Who Is Supposed To Have Create It; "great Men," As They Are Venerated, Are Subsequent Pieces Of Wretched Minor Fiction

The Real Question Is: How Much Truth Can I Stand?

Be Careful Who You Choose As Your Enemy Because That's Who You Become Most Like.

Ultimately, No One Can Extract From Things, Books Included, More Than He Already Knows.

Thus Strength Is Afforded By Good And Thorough Customs, Thus Is Learnt The Subjection Of The Individual, And Strenuousness Of Character Becomes A Birth Gift And Afterwards Is Fostered As A Habit.

The Most Instructive Experiences Are Those Of Everyday Life.

Nothing Ever Succeeds Which Exuberant Spirits Have Not Helped To Produce.

Love Brings To Light The Lofty And Hidden Characteristics Of The Lover--what Is Rare And Exceptional In Him: To That Extent It Caneasily Be Deceptive With Respect To What Is Normal In Him.

One Can Only Be Silent And Sit Peacefully When One Hath Arrow And Bow; Otherwise One Prateth And Quarrelleth. Let Your Peace Be A Victory!

God Is Dead, God Remains Dead, And We Have Killed Him.

However Closely People Are Attached To One Another, Their Mutual Horizon Nonetheless Includes All Four Compass Directions, And Nowand Again They Notice It.

Faith Is The Path Of Least Resistance.

Path Of Least Resistance

Truth Is A Mobile Army Of Metaphors, Metonyms, Anthropomorphisms, In Short A Sum Of Human Relations Which Have Been Subjected To Poetic And Rhetorical Intensification, Translation And Decoration […]; Truths Are Illusions Of Which We Have Forgotten That They Are Illusions, Metaphors Which Have Become Worn By Frequent Use And Have Lost All Sensuous Vigour […]. Yet We Still Do Not Know Where The Drive To Truth Comes From, For So Far We Have Only Heard About The Obligation To Be Truthful Which Society Imposes In Order To Exist" From, "on Truth And Lying In A Non-moral Sense".

They're So Cold, These Scholars! May Lightning Strike Their Food So That Their Mouths Learn How To Eat Fire!

Sometimes All You Need To Do To Win Clever People Over To A Principle Is To Present It In The Form Of A Shocking Paradox.

Only Where There Are Graves Are There Resurrections.

The Future Influences The Present Just As Much As The Past.

A Married Philosopher Is A Comic Character.

A Little Poison Now And Then: That Makes For Pleasant Dreams. And A Lot Of Poison At The End, For A Pleasant Death.

It Is Not When Truth Is Dirty, But When It Is Shallow, That The Lover Of Knowledge Is Reluctant To Step Into Its Waters.

Intoxicating Joy Is It For The Sufferer To Look Away From His Suffering And Forget Himself. Intoxicating Joy And Self-forgetting, Did The World Once Seem To Me.

We Often Contradict An Opinion For No Other Reason Than That We Do Not Like The Tone In Which It Is Expressed.

Experience, As A Desire For Experience, Does Not Come Off. We Must Not Study Ourselves While Having An Experience.

The People We Have Employed In An Undertaking That Has Turned Out Badly Should Be Doubly Rewarded.

Here Is A Hero Who Did Nothing But Shake The Tree As Soon As The Fruit Was Ripe. Does This Seem To Be Too Small A Thing To You? Then Take A Good Look At The Tree He Shook.

Mediocrity Is The Most Effective Mask A Superior Spirit Can Wear, Because To The Great Majority, Which Is To Say, To The Mediocre,it Will Not Suggest A Disguise:--and Yet It Is Precisely For Their Sake That He Puts It On--so As Not To Arouse Them, And, Indeed, Not Infrequently To Avoid This Out Of Pity And Benevolence.

He Who Bestows Something Great Receives No Gratitude; For In Accepting It The Recipient Has Already Been Weighed Down Too Much.

But Thus Do I Counsel You, My Friends: Distrust All In Whom The Impulse To Punish Is Powerful! Distrust All Those Who Talk Much Of Their Justice!

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