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Let Us Guard Against Saying That There Are Laws In Nature. There Are Merely Necessities: There Is No One Who Commands, No One Whoobeys, No One Who Transgresses. Once You Understand That There Are No Purposes, Then You Also Understand That Nothing Is Accidental: For It Is Only In A World Of Purposes That The Word "accident" Makes Sense.

-Friedrich Nietzsche

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Let Us Guard Against

Friedrich Nietzsche

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Let Us Guard Against Saying That There Are Laws In Nature. There Are Merely Necessities: There Is No One Who Commands, No One Whoobeys, No One Who Transgresses. Once You Understand That There Are No Purposes, Then You Also Understand That Nothing Is Accidental: For It Is Only In A World Of Purposes That The Word "accident" Makes Sense.

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The One Conclusive Argument That Has At All Times Discouraged People From Drinking A Poison Is Not That It Kills But Rather That It Tastes Bad.

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It Says Nothing Against The Ripeness Of A Spirit That It Has A Few Worms.

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Once We Have Found Ourselves, We Must Understand How From Time To Time To Lose--and Then To Find--ourselves Once Again: Assuming,that Is, That We Are Thinkers. For A Thinker It Is A Drawback To Be Bound To A Single Person All The Time.

I Am Zarathustra The Godless: Where Shall I Find My Equal? All Those Who Give Themselves Their Own Will And Renounce All Submission, They Are My Equals.

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Error Has Made Man So Deep, Sensitive, And Inventive That He Has Put Forth Such Blossoms As Religions And Arts. Pure Knowledge Could Not Have Been Capable Of It.

You Must Be Ready To Burn Yourself In Your Own Flame; How Could You Rise Anew If You Have Not First Become Ashes?

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Yet Where Is Your Inner Value When You No Longer Know What It Is To Breathe Freely; When You No Longer Have Freedom Over Your Own Selves

It Is Our Taste That Decides Against Christianity Now, No Longer Our Reasons.

Do Not Be Deceived! The Busiest People Harbor The Greatest Weariness, Their Restlessness Is Weakness--they No Longer Have The Capacity For Waiting And Idleness.

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