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At Every Step One Has To Wrestle For Truth; One Has To Surrender For It Almost Everything To Which The Heart, To Which Our Love, Our Trust In Life, Cling Otherwise. That Requires Greatness Of Soul: The Service Of Truth Is The Hardest Service. What Does It Mean, After All, To Have Integrity In Matters Of The Spirit? That One Is Severe Against One's Heart...that One Makes Of Every Yes And No A Matter Of Conscience.

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At Every Step One

Friedrich Nietzsche

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At Every Step One Has To Wrestle For Truth; One Has To Surrender For It Almost Everything To Which The Heart, To Which Our Love, Our Trust In Life, Cling Otherwise. That Requires Greatness Of Soul: The Service Of Truth Is The Hardest Service. What Does It Mean, After All, To Have Integrity In Matters Of The Spirit? That One Is Severe Against One's Heart...that One Makes Of Every Yes And No A Matter Of Conscience.

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I Am No Man, I Am Dynamite.

Shackled Heart, Free Spirit.--whoever Binds His Heart Tightly And Imprisons It May Indulge His Spirit In Many Liberties: I Have Already Said That Once. But No One Believes Me Unless He Already Knows.

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.".

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In Music The Passions Enjoy Themselves.

That For Which We Find Words Is Something Already Dead In Our Hearts.

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It Is The Privilege Of Greatness To Confer Intense Happiness With Insignificant Gifts.

It Is Hard Enough To Remember My Opinions, Without Also Remembering My Reasons For Them!

One Is Honest About Oneself Either With A Sense Of Shame Or With Vanity.

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There Are Instances When We Are Like Horses, We Psychologists, And Grow Restless: We See Our Own Shadow Wavering Up And Down Before Us. A Psychologist Must Look Away From Himself In Order To See Anything At All.

Never To Read Another Book That Was Born And Baptized (with Ink) At The Same Time.

And It Is The Great Noon When Man Stands At The Midpoint Of His Course Between Beast And Superman And Celebrates His Way To The Evening As His Highest Hope: For It Is The Way To A New Morning.

The Teacher As A Necessary Evil. Let Us Have As Few People As Possible Between The Productive Minds And The Hungry And Recipient Minds! The Middlemen Almost Unconsciously Adulterate The Food Which They Supply. It Is Because Of Teachers That So Little Is Learned, And That So Badly.

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