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From The Sun I Learned This: When He Goes Down, Overrich; He Pours Gold Into The Sea Out Of Inexhaustible Riches, So That Even The Poorest Fisherman Still Rows With Golden Oars. For This I Once Saw And I Did Not Tire Of My Tears As I Watched It.

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Friedrich Nietzsche

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From The Sun I Learned This: When He Goes Down, Overrich; He Pours Gold Into The Sea Out Of Inexhaustible Riches, So That Even The Poorest Fisherman Still Rows With Golden Oars. For This I Once Saw And I Did Not Tire Of My Tears As I Watched It.

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O My Brothers, Am I Then Cruel? But I Say: That Which Is Falling Should Also Be Pushed!

Human, All Too Human.

For What Purpose Humanity Is There Should Not Even Concern Us: Why You Are Here, That You Should Ask Yourself: And If You Have No Ready Answer, Then Set For Yourself Goals, High And Noble Goals, And Perish In Pursuit Of Them!

"this - Is Now My Way - Where Is Yours"? Thus Did I Answer Those Who Asked Me "the Way". For The Way - It Does Not Exist!

What Is The Truth, But A Lie Agreed Upon.

A Man As He Ought To Be: That Sounds To Us As Insipid As "a Tree As It Ought To Be.

Books For All The World Are Always Foul-smelling Books: The Smell Of Small People Clings To Them.

As Refined Fare Serves A Hungry Man As Well As And No Better Than Coarser Food, The More Pretentious Artist Will Not Dream Of Inviting The Hungry Man To His Meal.

If A Temple Is To Be Erected, A Temple Must Be Destroyed .

A Life Without Music Is An Error.

Life Without Music

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

And So Do You Suppose It Must Be A Piece-work Because It Has Been Given To You (and Could Only Be Given To You) In Pieces?

Socialism Is The Phantastic Younger Brother Of Despotism, Which It Wants To Inherit. Socialism Wants To Have The Fullness Of State Force Which Before Only Existed In Despotism. ... However, It Goes Further Than Anything In The Past Because It Aims At The Formal Destruction Of The Individual ... Who ... Can Be Used To Improve Communities By An Expedient Organ Of Government.

What Verse Is For The Poet, Dialectical Thinking Is For The Philosopher. He Grasps For It In Order To Get Hold Of His Own Enchantment, In Order To Perpetuate It.

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.

Like The Creatures Of The Forest And The Sea, I Love To Lose Myself For A While.

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

But Tell Me: How Did Gold Get To Be The Highest Value? Because It Is Uncommon And Useless And Gleaming And Gentle In Its Brilliance; It Always Gives Itself. Only As An Image Of The Highest Virtue Did Gold Get To Be The Highest Value. The Giver's Glance Gleams Like Gold. A Golden Brilliance Concludes Peace Between The Moon And The Sun. Uncommon Is The Highest Virtue And Useless, It Is Gleaming And Gentle In Its Brilliance: A Gift-giving Virtue Is The Highest Virtue.

Evolution Does Not Make Happiness Its Goal; It Aims Simply At Evolution And Nothing Else.

The Advocates Of A Criminal Are Seldom Artists Enough To Turn The Beautiful Terribleness Of The Deed To The Advantage Of The Doer.

I Am Really Very, Very Tired Of Everything - More Than Tired.

Which Is It? Is Man Only A Blunder Of God? Or Is God Only A Blunder Of Man?

One Receives As Reward For Much Ennui, Despondency, Boredom -such As A Solitude Without Friends, Books, Duties, Passions Must Bring With It -those Quarter-hours Of Profoundest Contemplation Within Oneself And Nature. He Who Completely Entrenches Himself Against Boredom Also Entrenches Himself Against Himself: He Will Never Get To Drink The Strongest Refreshing Draught From His Own Innermost Fountain.

A Sedentary Life Is The Real Sin Against The Holy Spirit. Only Those Thoughts That Come By Walking Have Any Value.

The Various Languages Placed Side By Side Show That With Words It Is Never A Question Of Truth, Never A Question Of Adequate Expression; Otherwise, There Would Not Be So Many Languages. The 'thing In Itself' (which Is Precisely What The Pure Truth, Apart From Any Of Its Consequences, Would Be) Is Likewise Something Quite Incomprehensible To The Creator Of Language And Something Not In The Least Worth Striving For.

Great Intellects Are Skeptical.

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

He Who Knows Not How To Plant His Will In Things At Least Endows Them With Some Meaning: That Is To Say, He Believes That A Will Is Already Present In Them (a Principle Of Faith.)

The Deeper Minds Of All Ages Have Had Pity For Animals.

A Man Who Is Very Busy Seldom Changes His Opinions.

Our Knowledge Will Take Its Revenge On Us, Just As Ignorance Exacted Its Revenge During The Middle Ages.

Whatever The State Saith Is A Lie; Whatever It Hath Is A Theft: All Is Counterfeit In It, The Gnawing, Sanguinary, Insatiate Monster.

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

I Have Not The Capability To Give You My Loyalty, Nor Do I Have The Vanity To Appear As If I Did.

I Love Him Who Loveth His Virtue: For Virtue Is The Will To Down-going, And An Arrow Of Longing.

Be Your Self! All You Are Now Doing, Thinking, Desiring, Is Not You Yourself.

Completely True To Nature!' - What A Lie: / How Could Nature Ever Be Constrained Into A Picture? / The Smallest Bit Of Nature Is Infinite! / And So He Paints What He Likes About It. / And What Does He Like? He Likes What He Can Paint!

When Our Brain Feels Too Weak To Deal With Our Opponent's Objections, Our Heart Answers By Casting Suspicion On Their Underlying Motives.

Marriages That Made Out Of Love (so-called "love-matches") Have Error As Their Father And Misery (necessity) As Their Mother.

Everyone Needs A Sense Of Shame, But No One Needs To Feel Ashamed.

He Who Has Attained The Freedom Of Reason To Any Extent Cannot, For A Long Time, Regard Himself Otherwise Than As A Wanderer On The Face Of The Earth - And Not Even As A Traveler Towards A Final Goal, For There Is No Such Thing. But He Certainly Wants To Observe And Keep His Eyes Open To Whatever Actually Happens In The World; Therefore He Cannot Attach His Heart Too Firmly To Anything Individual; He Must Have In Himself Something Wandering That Takes Pleasure In Change And Transitoriness.

Full Is The Earth Of The Superfluous; Marred Is Life By The Many-too-many. May They Be Decoyed Out Of This Life By The "life Eternal"!

The Enjoyment That All Morality Has Given Us To Now And That It Continues To Give Us--and So, What Has Kept It Going Up To Now--lies In Everyone's Right, Without Lengthy Investigation, To Praise And Blame. And Who Could Endure Life Without Praising And Blaming!

Remain True To The Earth.

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All Truly Great Thoughts Are Conceived By Walking.

The Enormous Expectation Having To Do With Sexual Love And The Shame Involved In This Expectation Degrades All A Woman's Perspectives From The Start.

And If Your Friend Does Evil To You, Say To Him, ''i Forgive You For What You Did To Me, But How Can I Forgive You For What You Did To Yourself?

I Conjure You, My Brethren, To Remain Faithful To Earth, And Do Not Believe Those Who Speak Unto You Of Super Terrestrial Hopes! Poisoners They Are, Whether They Know It Or Not.

Read From A Distant Star, The Majuscule Script Of Our Earthly Existence Would Perhaps Lead To The Conclusion That The Earth Was The Distinctively Ascetic Planet, A Nook Of Disgruntled, Arrogant Creatures Filled With A Profound Disgust With Themselves, At The Earth, At All Life, Who Inflict As Much Pain On Themselves As They Possibly Can Out Of Pleasure In Inflicting Pain Which Is Probably Their Only Pleasure.

People Live For The Morrow, Because The Day-after-to-morrow Is Doubtful.

Every True Faith Is Infallible. It Performs What The Believing Person Hopes To Find In It. But It Does Not Offer The Least Support For The Establishing Of An Objective Truth. Here The Ways Of Men Divide. If You Want To Achieve Peace Of Mind And Happiness, Have Faith. If You Want To Be A Disciple Of Truth, Then Search.

Marriage: That I Call The Will Of Two To Create The One Who Is More Than Those Who Created It.

I Have Never Pondered Over Questions That Are Not Questions.

Something Might Be True While Being Harmful And Dangerous In The Highest Degree. Indeed, It Might Be A Basic Characteristic Of Existence That Those Who Know It Completely Would Perish, In Which Case The Strength Of A Spirit Should Be Measured According To How Much Of The 'truth' One Could Still Barely Endure- Or To Put It More Clearly, To What Degree One Would Require It To Be Thinned Down, Shrouded, Sweetened, Blunted, Falsified.

When One Rows It Is Not The Rowing Which Moves The Ship: Rowing Is Only A Magical Ceremony By Means Of Which One Compels A Demon To Move The Ship.

Morality Is The Best Of All Devices For Leading Mankind By The Nose.

The Free Man Is A Warrior.

I Love Those Who Do Not Know How To Live For Today.

Having A Talent Is Not Enough: One Must Also Have Your Permission To Have It--right, My Friends?

Are You One Who Looks On? Or Lends A Hand? - Or Who Looks Away, Sidles Off?...third Question For The Conscience.

What Is Originality? To See Something That Has No Name As Yet And Hence Cannot Be Mentioned Although It Stares Us All In The Face. The Way Men Usually Are, It Takes A Name To Make Something Visible For Them.

The Word 'christianity' Is Already A Misunderstanding - In Reality There Has Been Only One Christian, And He Died On The Cross.

The More Abstract The Truth You Wish To Teach, The More Must You Allure The Senses To It.

Democratic Institutions Form A System Of Quarantine For Tyrannical Desires.

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A Beautiful Woman Seductively Dressed Will Never Catch Cold No Matter How Low-cut Her Gown.

People Who, Out Of An Inborn Moderation, Leave Every Glass Standing Only Half-emptied Refuse To Admit That Everything In The World Has Its Sediments And Dregs.

Was Aus Liebe Getan Wird, Geschieht Immer Jenseits Von Gut Und Böse. (what Is Done Out Of Love Always Takes Place Beyond Good And Evil.)

Against War One Might Say That It Makes The Victor Stupid And The Vanquished Malicious. In Its Favor, That In Producing These Two Effects It Barbarizes, And So Makes The Combatants More Natural. For Culture It Is A Sleep Or A Wintertime, And Man Emerges From It Stronger For Good And For Evil.

The English Are A Nation Of Consummate Cant.

Preparatory Human Beings. - I Welcome All Signs That A More Virile, Warlike Age Is About To Begin, Which Will Restore Honour To Courage Above All! For This Age Shall Prepare The Way For One Yet Higher, And It Shall Gather The Strength That This Higher Age Will Require Some Day - The Age That Will Carry Heroism Into The Search For Knowledge And That Will Wage Wars For The Sake Of Ideas And Their Consequences.

But This People Has Deliberately Made Itself Stupid, For Nearly A Millennium: Nowhere Have The Two Great European Narcotics, Alcohol And Christianity, Been Abused More Dissolutely.

It Is Only Because Man Believes Himself To Be Free, Not Because He Is Free, That He Experiences Remorse And Pricks Of Conscience.

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

Creating-that Is The Great Salvation From Suffering, And Life's Alleviation. But For The Creator To Appear, Suffering Itself Is Needed, And Much Transformation.

The Beast In Us Must Be[78] Wheedled: Ethic Is Necessary, That We May Not Be Torn To Pieces.

The Beating Of Drums, Which Delights Young Writers Who Serve A Party, Sounds To Him Who Does Not Belong To The Party Line Like A Rattling Of Chains, And Excites Sympathy Rather Than Admiration.

Heroism--that Is The Disposition Of A Man Who Aspires To A Goal Compared To Which He Himself Is Wholly Insignificant. Heroism Is The Good Will To Self-destruction.

Whoever No Longer Finds Greatness In God No Longer Finds It Anywhere--he Must Either Deny It Or Create It.

It Is Certainly Not The Least Charm Of A Theory That It Is Refutable; It Is Precisely Thereby That It Attracts The More Subtle Minds. It Seems That The Hundred-times-refuted Theory Of The "free Will" Owes Its Persistence To This Charm Alone; Some One Is Always Appearing Who Feels Himself Strong Enough To Refute It.

Among Austere Men Intimacy Involves Shame--and Is Something Precious.

The Golden Fleece Of Self-sufficiency Guards Against Cudgel- Blows But Not Against Pin-pricks.

Horrible Experiences Lead Us To Wonder Whether The Person Who Experiences Them Might Not Be Something Horrible.

My Conception Of Freedom. — The Value Of A Thing Sometimes Does Not Lie In That Which One Attains By It, But In What One Pays For It — What It Costs Us. Liberal Institutions Cease To Be Liberal As Soon As They Are Attained: Later On, There Are No Worse And No More Thorough Injurers Of Freedom Than Liberal Institutions.

Even Cohabitation Has Been Corrupted - By Marriage.

Every Tradition Grows Continually More Venerable, And The More Remote Its Origins, The More This Is Lost Sight Of. The Veneration Paid The Tradition Accumulates From Generation To Generation, Until It At Last Becomes Holy And Excites Awe.

Reason" In Language - Oh, What An Old Deceptive Female She Is! I Am Afraid We Are Not Rid Of God Because We Still Have Faith In Grammar.

To Do Great Things Is Difficult; But To Command Great Things Is More Difficult.

Sometimes People Don't Want To Hear The Truth Because They Don't Want Their Illusions Destroyed.

It Is Terrible To Die Of Thirst In The Ocean. Do You Have To Salt Your Truth So Heavily That It Does Not Even-quench Thirst Any More?

Everything Matters. Nothing's Important.

I Am Not Bigoted Enough For A System-and Not Even For My System.

Consider The Cattle, Grazing As They Pass You By. They Do Not Know What Is Meant By Yesterday Or Today, They Leap About, Eat, Rest, Digest, Leap About Again, And So From Morn Till Night And From Day To Day, Fettered To The Moment And Its Pleasure Or Displeasure, And Thus Neither Melancholy Nor Bored. [...] A Human Being May Well Ask An Animal: 'why Do You Not Speak To Me Of Your Happiness But Only Stand And Gaze At Me?' The Animal Would Like To Answer, And Say, 'the Reason Is I Always Forget What I Was Going To Say' - But Then He Forgot This Answer Too, And Stayed Silent.

Ten Times Must You Laugh During The Day, And Be Cheerful; Otherwise Your Stomach, The Father Of Affliction, Will Disturb You In The Night.

I Go In Solitude, So As Not To Drink Out Of Everybody's Cistern. When I Am Among The Many I Live As The Many Do, And I Do Not Think I Really Think; After A Time It Always Seems As If They Want To Banish Myself From Myself And Rob Me Of My Soul.

Energy Wasted On Negative Ends.

Nihilism: Any Aim Is Lacking, Any Answer To The Question "why" Is Lacking. What Does Nihilism Mean?--that The Supreme Values Devaluate Themselves.

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

Although You Have So Far Demonstrated Little Faith In My Ability To Pay, I Yet Hope To Demonstrate That I Am Somebody Who Pays His Debts-for Example, To You.

If There Is To Be Art, If There Is To Be Any Aesthetic Doing And Seeing, One Physiological Condition Is Indispensable: Frenzy.

We Are In The Greatest Danger Of Being Run Over When We Have Just Gotten Out Of The Way Of A Carriage.

Everything That Is Ponderous, Vicious And Pompously Clumsy, All Long-winded And Wearying Kinds Of Style, Are Developed In Great Variety Among Germans.

The Most Spiritual Men, As The Strongest, Find Their Happiness Where Others Would Find Their Destruction: In The Labyrinth, In Hardness Against Themselves And Others, In Experiments. Their Joy Is Self-conquest: Asceticism Becomes In Them Nature, Need, And Instinct. Difficult Tasks Are A Privilege To Them; To Play With Burdens That Crush Others, A Recreation. Knowledge-a Form Of Asceticism. They Are The Most Venerable Kind Of Man: That Does Not Preclude Their Being The Most Cheerful And The Kindliest.

One Lives For The Day, One Lives Very Fast, One Lives Very Irresponsibly: Precisely This Is Called "freedom."

Live For The Day

The Errors Of Great Men Are Venerable Because They Are More Fruitful Than The Truths Of Little Men.

Today I Love Myself As I Love My God: Who Could Charge Me With A Sin Today? I Know Only Sins Against My God; But Who Knows My God?

Does Wisdom Perhaps Appear On The Earth As A Raven Which Is Inspired By The Smell Of Carrion?

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

Enjoying Praise Is In Some People Merely A Civility Of The Heart--and Just The Opposite Of A Vanity Of The Spirit.

All Idealism Is Falsehood In The Face Of Necessity.

The Rising And Falling Of The Scales Of Pride And Humility Sustain The Brooding Mind As Well As The Alternations Of Desire And Peace Of The Soul.

When One Has Finished Building One's House, One Suddenly Realizes That In The Process One Has Learned Something That One Really Needed To Know In The Worst Way - Before One Began.

We Criticize A Man Or A Book Most Sharply When We Sketch Out Their Ideal.

But What If Pleasure And Pain Should Be So Closely Connected That He Who Wants The Greatest Possible Amount Of The One Must Also Have The Greatest Possible Amount Of The Other, That He Who Wants To Experience The "heavenly High Jubilation," Must Also Be Ready To Be "sorrowful Unto Death"?

My Formula For Happiness: A Yes, A No, A Straight Line, A Goal.

For The Woman, The Man Is A Means: The End Is Always The Child.

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

What Good Is A Book That Does Not Even Transport Us Beyond All Books?

When Somebody Dies We Usually Need Reasons For Consolation, Not So Much To Alleviate Our Pain As To Excuse Ourselves For So Readily Feeling Consoled.

The Thirst For Equality Can Express Itself Either As A Desire To Draw Everyone Down To One's Level, Or To Raise Oneself And Everyone Else Up.

This Mother Needs Happy, Reputable Children, And That One Needs Unhappy Ones: Otherwise She Cannot Show Her Kindness As A Mother.

Art Is The Highest Task And The Proper Metaphysical Activity Of This Life.

The Great Wars Of The Present Age Are The Effects Of The Study Of History.

Buddha Says: "do Not Flatter Your Benefactor!". Let One Repeat This Saying In A Christian Church : It Immediately Purifies The Air Of Everything Christian.

What Convinces Is Not Necessarily True-it Is Merely Convincing: A Note For Asses.

Whoever Thinks Much And To Good Purpose Easily Forgets His Own Experiences, But Not The Thoughts Which These Experiences Have Called Forth.

Whoever Aims Publicly At Great Things And At Length Perceives Secretly That He Is Too Weak To Achieve Them, Has Usually Also Insufficient Strength To Renounce His Aims Publicly, And Then Inevitably Becomes A Hypocrite.

Without Forgetting It Is Quite Impossible To Live At All.

Those Who Show Pity And Are Always Ready To Help During Times Of Trouble Are Seldom The Same Ones Who Rejoice In Our Joy: When Others Are Happy They Have Nothing To Do, They Become Superfluous And Lose Their Feeling Of Superiority, And So They Easily Show Their Displeasure.

The Heart And Hand Of Those Who Always Mete Out Become Callous From Always Meting Out.

The Bite Of Conscience, Like The Bite Of A Dog Into A Stone, Is A Stupidity.

You Who Hate The Jews So, Why Did You Adopt Their Religion?

Species Do Not Grow More Perfect: The Weaker Dominate The Strong, Again And Again- The Reason Being That They Are The Great Majority, And They Are Also Cleverer. Darwin Forgot The Mind (-that Is English!): The Weak Possess More Mind. ... To Acquire Mind, One Must Need Mind-one Loses It When One No Longer Needs It.

It Was A Subtle Refinement Of God To Learn Greek When He Wished To Write A Book – And That He Did Not Learn It Better.

To Live As I Incline, Or Not To Live At All: So Do I Wish; So Wisheth Also The Holiest. But Alas! How Have I Still - Inclination? Have I-still A Goal? A Haven Towards Which My Sail Is Set?a Good Wind? Ah, He Only Who Knoweth Whither He Saileth, Knoweth What Wind Is Good, And A Fair Wind For Him.what Still Remaineth To Me? A Heart Weary And Flippant; And Unstable Will; Fluttering Wings; A Broken Backbone.this Seeking For My Home: O Zarathustra, Dost Thou Know That This Seeking Hath Been My Home-sickening; It Eateth Me Up.

He Divines Remedies Against Injuries; He Knows How To Turn Serious Accidents To His Own Advantage; Whatever Does Not Kill Him Makes Him Stronger

In A Seriously Intended Intellectual Emancipation A Person's Mute Passions And Cravings Also Hope To Find Their Advantage.

The State Lies In All Languages Of Good And Evil; And Whatever It Says, It Lies-and Whatever It Has, It Has Stolen.

Those That Achieve Anything That Looks Beyond The Vision And Thinking Of Their Peers Provoke Jealousy And Hatred Disguised As The Ordinary.

Amor Fati – “love Your Fate”, Which Is In Fact Your Life.

One Must Repay Good And Ill; But Why Just To The Person Who Did Us Good Or Ill?

I Need Solitude, Which Is To Say, Recovery, Return To My Self, The Breath Of A Free, Light, Playful Air.

Whatever We Have Words For, That We Have Already Got Beyond.

If You Have Hitherto Believed That Life Was One Of The Highest Value And Now See Yourselves Disappointed, Do You At Once Have To Reduce It To The Lowest Possible Price?

One Who Has Given Up Any Hope Of Winning A Fight Or Has Clearly Lost It Wants His Style In Fighting To Be Admired All The More.

In Music The Passions Enjoy Themselves.

Historical Refutation As The Definitive Refutation.- In Former Times, One Sought To Prove That There Is No God - Today One Indicates How The Belief That There Is A God Arose And How This Belief Acquired Its Weight And Importance: A Counter-proof That There Is No God Thereby Becomes Superfluous.- When In Former Times One Had Refuted The 'proofs Of The Existence Of God' Put Forward, There Always Remained The Doubt Whether Better Proofs Might Not Be Adduced Than Those Just Refuted: In Those Days Atheists Did Not Know How To Make A Clean Sweep.

Art Raises Its Head Where Creeds Relax.

History Teaches That A Race Of People Is Best Preserved Where The Greater Number Hold One Common Spirit In Consequence Of The Similarity Of Their Accustomed And Indisputable Principles.

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

It Is Nothing But Fanaticism And Beautiful Soulism To Expect Very Much (or Even, Much Only) From Humanity When It Has Forgotten How To Wage War.

With The Strength Of His Spiritual Sight And Insight The Distance, And As It Were The Space, Around Man Continually Expands: His World Grows Deeper, Ever New Stars, Ever New Images And Enigmas Come Into View.

You Say, It's Dark. And In Truth, I Did Place A Cloud Before Your Sun. But Do You Not See How The Edges Of The Cloud Are Already Glowing And Turning Light.

He Who Strays From The Customary Becomes A Sacrifice To The Extraordinary; He Who Keeps To The Customary Becomes Its Slave. He Iscondemned To Perish In Either Case.

Hold A True Friend With Both Your Hands.

In The End We Love Our Desire And Not What It Is That We Desire.

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.

One Thing A Man Must Have: Either A Naturally Light Disposition Or A Disposition Lightened By Art And Knowledge.

The Concepts "soul", "spirit" And Last Of All The Concept "immortal Soul" Were Invented In Order To Despise The Body, In Order To Make It Sick - "holy" - In Order To Cultivate An Attitude Of Appalling Disrespect For All Things In Life Which Deserve To Be Treated Seriously I.

The Charm Of Knowledge Would Be Small Indeed, Were It Not That There Is So Much Shame To Be Overcome On The Way To It.

The Transition From Religion To Scientific Contemplation Is A Violent, Dangerous Leap, Which Is Not To Be Recommended. In Order To Make This Transition, Art Is Far Rather To Be Employed To Relieve The Mind Overburdened With Emotions. Out Of The Illogical Comes Much Good. It Is So Firmly Rooted In The Passions, In Language, In Art, In Religion, And Generally In Everything Which Gives Value To Life. It Is Only The Naive People Who Can Believe That The Nature Of Man Can Be Changed Into A Purely Logical One. We Have Yet To Learn That Others Can Suffer, And This Can Never Be Completely Learned.

With Sturdy Shoulders, Space Stands Opposing All Its Weight To Nothingness. Where Space Is, There Is Being.

The Drive Toward The Formation Of Metaphors Is The Fundamental Human Drive, Which One Cannot For A Single Instant Dispense With In Thought , For One Would Thereby Dispense With Man Himself.

The Really Historical Performance Would Talk To Ghosts.

Three Metamorphoses Of The Spirit I Relate To You: How The Spirit Becomes A Camel; And The Camel, A Lion; And The Lion, Finally, A Child.

When One Is Young, One Venerates And Despises Without That Art Of Nuances Which Constitutes The Best Gain Of Life, And It Is Only Fair That One Has To Pay Dearly For Having Assaulted Men And Things In This Manner With Yes And No. Everything Is Arranged So That The Worst Of Tastes, The Taste For The Unconditional, Should Be Cruelly Fooled And Abused Until A Man Learns To Put A Little Art Into His Feelings And Rather To Risk Trying Even What Is Artificial — As The Real Artists Of Life Do.

Let Them Like The Tibetans, Chew The Cud Of Their "om Mane Padme Hum" Innumerable Times, Or, As In Benares, Count The Name Of The God Ram-ram-ram (etc. With Or Without Charm) On Their Fingers; Or Honour Vishnu With His Thousand Names Of Invocation, Allah With His Ninety-nine; Or They May Make Use Of The Prayer-wheels And The Rosary: The Main Thing Is That They Are Settled Down For A Time At This Work And Are Tolerable To Look At. This Kind Of Prayer Has Been Invented For The Benefit Of The Pious Who Have Thought And Elevations Of Their Own.

The Most Common Lie Is That Which One Lies To Himself; Lying To Others Is Relatively An Exception.

I Am The Leading Strings Of The Ego And The Prompter Of Its Concepts.

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

We Must Be Cruel As Well As Compassionate: Let Us Guard Against Becoming Poorer Than Nature Is!

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.

Love Brings To Light A Lover's Noble And Hidden Qualities-his Rare And Exceptional Traits: It Is Thus Liable To Be Deceptive Of His Normal Qualities.

It Is Absolutely Impossible For A Subject To See Or Have Insight Into Something While Leaving Itself Out Of The Picture, So Impossible That Knowing And Being Are The Most Opposite Of All Spheres.

If There Is Something To Pardon In Everything, There Is Also Something To Condemn.

When I Was Twelve Years Old I Thought Up An Odd Trinity: Namely, God The Father, God The Son, And God The Devil. My Inference Wasthat God, In Contemplating Himself, Created The Second Person Of The Godhead; But That, In Order To Be Able To Contemplate Himself, He Had To Contemplate, And Thus To Create, His Opposite.--with This I Began To Do Philosophy.

Life Is That Which Must Overcome Itself Again And Again

Again And Again

Pitch-black Winter Nights Live In My Bones.

Every Deep Thinker Is More Afraid Of Being Understood Than Of Being Misunderstood.

Being Misunderstood

One Should Only Question Gods Where None But Gods Can Reply.

Many Are Stubborn In Pursuit Of The Path They Have Chosen, Few In Pursuit Of The Goal.

No Shepherd And One Herd! Everybody Wants The Same, Everybody Is The Same: Whoever Feels Different Goes Voluntarily Into A Madhouse.

He Who Attains His Ideal, Precisely Thereby Surpasses It.

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.

There Is A Great Ladder Of Religious Cruelty, And, Of Its Many Rungs, Three Are The Most Important. People Used To Make Human Sacrifices To Their God, Perhaps Even Sacrificing Those They Loved The Best ... Then, During The Moral Epoch Of Humanity, People Sacrificed The Strongest Instincts They Had, Their 'nature,' To Their God... Finally: What Was Left To Be Sacrificed? ... Didn't People Have To Sacrifice God Himself And Worship Rocks, Stupidity, Gravity, Fate, Or Nothingness Out Of Sheer Cruelty To Themselves?

I Love Him Who Is Ashamed When The Dice Fall In His Favour, And Who Then Asketh: "am I A Dishonest Player?" - For He Is Willing To Succumb.

The So-called Paradoxes Of An Author, To Which A Reader Takes Exception, Often Exist Not In The Author's Book At All, But Rather In The Reader's Head.

As Soon As We Are Shown The Existence Of Something Old In A New Thing, We Are Pacified.

There Are Ages In Which The Rational Man And The Intuitive Man Stand Side By Side, The One In Fear Of Intuition, The Other With Scorn For Abstraction. The Latter Is Just As Irrational As The Former Is Inartistic.

At The Bottom Of All These Noble Races The Beast Of Prey, The Splendid Blond Beast, Prowling About Avidly In Search Of Spoil And Victory.

The Ability To Suffer Is A Small Matter - Weak Women And Even Slaves Can Acheive Virtuosity In That.

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

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.

Every Word Has Its Fragrance: There Is A Harmony And A Disharmony Of Fragrances, And Hence Of Words.

A Lack Of The Historical Sense Is The Hereditary Fault Of All Philosophers.

"body Am I, And Soul" - So Saith The Child. And Why Should One Not Speak Like Children?

Inexperienced Girls Flatter Themselves With The Notion That It Is In Their Power To Make A Man Happy.

At One Time Or Another, Almost Every Politician Needs An Honest Man So Badly That, Like A Ravenous Wolf, He Breaks Into A Sheep-fold: Not To Devour The Ram He Has Stolen, However, But Rather To Conceal Himself Behind Its Wooly Back.

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

The Most Welcome Joke To Me Is The One That Takes The Place Of A Heavy, Not Altogether Innocuous Thought, At Once A Cautionary Hint Of The Finger And A Flash Of The Eye.

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