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Man, Full Of Emptiness And Torn Apart With Homesickness For The Desert Has Had To Create From Within Himself An Adventure, A Torture-chamber, An Unsafe And Hazardous Wilderness- This Fool, This Prisoner Consumed With Longing And Despair, Became The Inventor Of 'bad Conscience'.

-Friedrich Nietzsche

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Man, Full Of Emptiness

Friedrich Nietzsche

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Man, Full Of Emptiness And Torn Apart With Homesickness For The Desert Has Had To Create From Within Himself An Adventure, A Torture-chamber, An Unsafe And Hazardous Wilderness- This Fool, This Prisoner Consumed With Longing And Despair, Became The Inventor Of 'bad Conscience'.

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Assuming That Rapture Is Nature's Play With Man, The Dionysian Artist's Creative Activity Is The Play With Rapture.

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People Who Feel Insecure In Social Situations Never Miss A Chance To Exhibit Their Dominance Over Close, Submissive Friends, Whomthey Put Down Publicly, In Front Of Everyone--by Teasing, For Example.

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

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

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Everyone Carries Within Himself An Image Of Womanliness Derived From His Mother: It Is This That Determines Whether, On The Whole,he Will Revere Women, Or Despise Them, Or Remain Generally Indifferent To Them.

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What Is Happening To Me Happens To All Fruits That Grow Ripe. It Is The Honey In My Veins That Makes My Blood Thicker, And My Soul Quieter.

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Do Whatever You Will, But First Be Such As Are Able To Will.

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What Is The Strongest Cure?--victory.

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Pain Makes Hens And Poets Cackle.

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The Disappointed One Speaks. I Searched For Great Human Beings; I Always Found Only The Apes Of Their Ideals.

The Rights A Man Arrogates To Himself Are Related To The Duties He Imposes On Himself, To The Tasks To Which He Feels Equal. The Great Majority Of Men Have No Right To Existence, But Are A Misfortune To Higher Men.

Where Neither Love Nor Hatred Is In The Game, A Woman's Game Is Mediocre.

It Is Only Those Who Know How To Feel That "this Is Not Good" Who Devise Improvements.

All Preachers Of Morality, As Also All Theologians Have A Bad Habit In Common: All Of Them Try To Persuade Man That He Is Very Ill, And That A Severe, Final, Radical Cure Is Necessary.

The Higher Its Type, The More Rarely A Thing Succeeds.

Most People Are Far Too Much Occupied With Themselves To Be Malicious.

What An Age Experiences As Evil Is Usually An Untimely Reverberation Echoing What Was Previously Experienced As Good--the Atavismof An Older Ideal.

Moderation Sees Itself As Beautiful; It Is Unaware That In The Eye Of The Immoderate It Appears Black And Sober And Consequently Ugly-looking.

Too Long, The Earth Has Been A Madhouse!

Art Is Not Merely An Imitation Of The Reality Of Nature, But In Truth A Metaphysical Supplement To The Reality Of Nature, Placed Alongside Thereof For Its Conquest.

The Author Must Keep His Mouth Shut When His Work Starts To Speak.

Even The Most Honest Writer Lets Slip A Word Too Many When He Wants To Round Off A Period.

All Mankind Is Divided, As It Was At All Times And Is Still, Into Slaves And Freemen.

And If A Man Goes Through Fire For His Doctrine - What Does That Prove? Verily, It Is More If Your Own Doctrine Comes Out Of Your Own Fire.

The Best Friend Will Probably Acquire The Best Wife, Because A Good Marriage Is Founded On The Talent For Friendship.

I Love Him Who Desireth Not Too Many Virtues. One Virtue Is More Of A Virtue Than Two, Because It Is More Of A Knot For One's Destiny To Cling To.

Just As A Waterfall Grows Slower And More Lightly Suspended As It Plunges Down, So The Great Man Of Action Tends To Act With Greater Calmness Than His Tempestuous Desires Prior To The Deed Would Lead One To Expect.

The Great Epochs Of Our Life Come When We Gain The Courage To Rechristen Our Evil As What Is Best In Us.

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Human, All Too Human.

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