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I Absolutely Cannot See How One Can Later Make Up For Having Failed To Go To A Good School At The Proper Time. For This Is What Distinguishes The Hard School As A Good School From All Others: That Much Is Demanded; And Sternly Demanded; That The Good, Even The Exceptional, Is Demanded As The Norm; That Praise Is Rare, That Indulgence Is Nonexistent; That Blame Is Apportioned Sharply, Objectively, Without Regard For Talent Or Antecedents. What Does One Learn In A Hard School? Obeying And Commanding.

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I Absolutely Cannot See

Friedrich Nietzsche

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I Absolutely Cannot See How One Can Later Make Up For Having Failed To Go To A Good School At The Proper Time. For This Is What Distinguishes The Hard School As A Good School From All Others: That Much Is Demanded; And Sternly Demanded; That The Good, Even The Exceptional, Is Demanded As The Norm; That Praise Is Rare, That Indulgence Is Nonexistent; That Blame Is Apportioned Sharply, Objectively, Without Regard For Talent Or Antecedents. What Does One Learn In A Hard School? Obeying And Commanding.

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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.

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All Beings So Far Have Created Something Beyond Themselves; And Do You Want To Be The Ebb Of This Great Flood And Even Go Back To The Beasts Rather Than Overcome Man? What Is The Ape To Man? A Laughingstock Or A Painful Embarrassment. And Man Shall Be Just That For The Overman: A Laughingstock Or A Painful Embarrassment.

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The Last Christian Died On A Cross.

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Every Day I Count Wasted In Which There Has Been No Dancing.

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

Give Me Today, For Once, The Worst Throw Of Your Dice, Destiny. Today I Transmute Everything Into Gold.

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How Much Truth Does A Spirit Endure, How Much Truth Does It Dare?

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

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A Man Who Is Very Busy Seldom Changes His Opinions.

The Patient. The Pine Tree Seems To Listen, The Fir Tree To Wait: And Both Without Impatience: - They Give No Thought To The Little People Beneath Them Devoured By Their Impatience And Their Curiosity.

. . . An Absurd Problem Came To The Surface: 'how Could God Permit That (crucifixion Of Jesus Christ)!' . . . The Deranged Reason Of The Little Community Found Quite A Frightfully Absurd Answer: God Gave His Son For Forgiveness, As A Sacrifice . . . The Sacrifice For Guilt, And Just In Its Most Repugnant And Barbarous Form - The Sacrifice Of The Innocent For The Sins Of The Guilty! What Horrifying Heathenism!

It Was Christianity, With Its Heartfelt Resentment Against Life, That First Made Something Unclean Of Sexuality: It Threw Filth On The Origin, On The Essential Fact Of Our Life.

No Artist Will Tolerate The World For One Second As It Is.

Let Us Beware Of Saying There Are Laws In Nature. There Are Only Necessities: There Is No One To Command, No One To Obey, No One To Transgress. When You Realize There Are No Goals Or Objectives, Then You Realize, Too, That There Is No Chance: For Only In A World Of Objectives Does The Word Chance Have Any Meaning.

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