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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.

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Friedrich Nietzsche

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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.

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I Live In My Own Place - Have Never Copied Anyone Even Half, And At Any Master Who Lacks The Grace - To Laugh At Himself - I Laugh.

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Did You Ever Say Yes To A Pleasure? Oh My Friends, Then You Also Said Yes To All Pain. All Things Are Linked, Entwined, In Love With One Another.

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The Gay Science, Section 108

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The Value Of Life Itself Cannot Be Estimated.

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This World Is The Will To Power And Nothing Besides!

Each Word Of Heraclitus Expresses The Pride And The Majesty Of Truth, But Of Truth Grasped In Intuitions Rather Than Attained By The Rope Ladder Of Logic.

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Fall Down Seven Times, Stand Up Eight. - Chinese Proverbwithout Music, Life Would Be A Mistake.

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!

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

Christianity Is Platonism For The People.

I Love Him Whose Soul Is Deep Even In The Wounding, And May Succumb Through A Small Matter: Thus Goeth He Willingly Over The Bridge.

All Truth Is Crooked, Time Itself Is A Circle

Folk Music Is The Original Melody Of Man; It Is The Musical Mirror Of The World.

What I Understand By "philosopher": A Terrible Explosive In The Presence Of Which Everything Is In Danger.

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

One Can Lie With The Mouth, But With The Accompanying Grimace One Nevertheless Tells The Truth.

Telling The Truth

One Is Punished Best For One's Virtues.

The First Opinion That Occurs To Us When We Are Suddenly Asked About Something Is Usually Not Our Own But Only The Current One Pertaining To Our Class, Position, Or Parentage; Our Own Opinions Seldom Swim On The Surface.

Man Alone Resists The Direction Of Gravitation: He Constantly Wants To Fall--upwards.

A Change Of Values - That Means, A Change Of The Creators Of Values. He Who Has To Be A Creator Always Has To Destroy.

Man Is Something That Is To Be Surpassed.

All Idealism Is Falsehood In The Face Of Necessity.

There Is A Lake That One Day Refused To Flow Away And Threw Up A Dam At The Place Where It Had Before Flowed Out And Since Then This Lake Has Always Risen Higher And Higher. Perhaps The Very Act Of Renunciation Provides Us With The Strength To Bear It ; Perhaps Man Will Rise Ever Higher And Higher When He No Longer Flows Out Into A God.

In The Mountains Of Truth, You Never Climb In Vain.

Strong Hope Is A Much Greater Stimulant Of Life Than Any Single Realised Joy Could Be.

On All The Walls, Wherever Walls Exist, I Will Inscribe This Eternal Indictment Of Christianity--i Have Letters To Make Even Blindmen See.... I Call Christianity The Single Great Curse, The Single Great Innermost Depravity, The Single Great Instinct Of Revenge, For Which No Means Is Poisonous, Secretive, Subterranean, Small Enough--i Call It Mankind's Single Immortal Blemish.... And We Reckon Time From The Dies Nefastus With Which This Calamity Arose--following Christianity's First Day!--why Not Following Its Last Day, Instead?--following Today?--transvaluation Of All Values!

A Person Must Have A Good Memory To Keep The Promises He Has Made. A Person Must Have A Strong Imagination To Be Able To Have Pity. So Closely Is Morality Tied To The Quality Of The Intellect.

Priests ... These Turkey-cocks Of God.

When One Is Young, One Venerates And Despises Without That Art Of Nuances Which Constitutes The Best Gain Of Life.

Christianity Is Religion For The Executioner.

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