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Man Is At His Furthest Remove From The Animal As A Child, His Intellect Most Human. With His Fifteenth Year And Puberty He Comes Astep Closer To The Animal; With The Sense Of Possessions Of His Thirties (the Median Line Between Laziness And Greediness), Still Another Step. In His Sixtieth Year Of Life He Frequently Loses His Modesty As Well, Then The Septuagenarian Steps Up To Us As A Completely Unmasked Beast: One Need Only Look At The Eyes And The Teeth.

-Friedrich Nietzsche

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Friedrich Nietzsche

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Man Is At His Furthest Remove From The Animal As A Child, His Intellect Most Human. With His Fifteenth Year And Puberty He Comes Astep Closer To The Animal; With The Sense Of Possessions Of His Thirties (the Median Line Between Laziness And Greediness), Still Another Step. In His Sixtieth Year Of Life He Frequently Loses His Modesty As Well, Then The Septuagenarian Steps Up To Us As A Completely Unmasked Beast: One Need Only Look At The Eyes And The Teeth.

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

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

How Difficult It Is To Live When One Feels That The Judgment Of Many Millenniums Is Around One And Against One.

What Is Life? A Continuous Praise And Blame.

There Is An Innocence In Lying Which Is The Sign Of Good Faith In A Cause.

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Even Today A Crude Sort Of Persecution Is All That Is Required To Create An Honorable Name For Any Sect, No Matter How Indifferent In Itself.

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Everything About Woman Is A Riddle, And Everything About Woman Has A Single Solution: That Is, Pregnancy

The Moment Germany Rises As A Great Power, France Gains A New Importance As A Cultural Power.

Man's Maturity: To Have Regained The Seriousness That He Had As A Child At Play.

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To Be The Equal Of One's Opponent-this Is The First Condition Of An Honourable Duel.

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Everywhere Resoundeth The Voices Of Those Who Preach Death; And The Earth Is Full Of Those To Whom Death Hath To Be Preached.

The Snake Which Cannot Cast Its Skin Has To Die.

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.)

Thinking Evil Is Making Evil.

Existence Begins In Every Instant.

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If Virtue Goes To Sleep, It Will Be More Vigorous When It Awakes.

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A Little Poison Now And Then: That Makes For Pleasant Dreams. And A Lot Of Poison At The End, For A Pleasant Death.

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

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Whoever Has Looked Deeply Into The World Might Well Guess What Wisdom Lies In The Superficiality Of Men.

But This Word Will I Say To My Enemies: What Is All Manslaughter In Comparison With What You Have Done To Me!

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Rendering Oneself Unarmed When One Had Been The Best-armed, Out Of A Height Of Feeling-that Is The Means To Real Peace, Which Must Always Rest On A Peace Of Mind.

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In Laughter All That Is Evil Comes Together, But Is Pronounced Holy And Absolved By Its Own Bliss.

Idleness Is The Parent Of Psychology.

He Who Seeks Intelligence Lacks Intelligence.

I Teach The No To All That Makes Weak--that Exhausts. I Teach The Yes To All That Strengthens, That Stores Up Strength, That Pride.

The Thought Is Merely A Sign, As The Word Is Merely A Sign For The Thought.

Against The Censurers Of Brevity. - Something Said Briefly Can Be The Fruit Of Much Long Thought: But The Reader Who Is A Novice In This Field, And Has As Yet Reflected On It Not At All, Sees In Everything Said Briefly Something Embryonic, Not Without Censuring The Author For Having Served Him Up Such Immature And Unripened Fare.

Sleep Is No Mean Art.

When On A Sunday Morning We Hear The Old Bells Ring Out, We Ask Ourselves, "is It Possible! This Is Done On Account Of A Jew Crucified Two Thousand Years Ago Who Said He Was The Son Of God. The Proof Of Such An Assertion Is Wanting".

One Ought To Hold On To One's Heart; For If One Lets It Go, One Soon Loses Control Of The Head Too.

Behold! I Am Weary Of My Wisdom, Like The Bee That Has Gathered Too Much Honey; I Need Hands Outstretched To Take It From Me. I Wish To Spread It And Bestow It, Until The Wise Have Once More Become Joyous In Their Folly, And The Poor Happy In Their Riches.

We Do Not Belong To Those Who Only Get Their Thought From Books, Or At The Prompting Of Books, -- It Is Our Custom To Think In The Open Air, Walking, Leaping, Climbing, Or Dancing On Lonesome Mountains By Preference, Or Close To The Sea, Where Even The Paths Become Thoughtful.

Is Wagner A Human Being At All? Is He Not Rather A Disease? He Contaminates Everything He Touches - He Has Made Music Sick.

Foolish Is My Happiness, And Foolish Things Will It Speak: It Is Still Too Young—so Have Patience With It!

The Architect Represents Neither A Dionysian Nor An Apollinian Condition: Here It Is The Mighty Act Of Will, The Will Which Moves Mountains, The Intoxication Of The Strong Will, Which Demands Artistic Expression. The Most Powerful Men Have Always Inspired The Architects; The Architect Has Always Been Influenced By Power.

For Our Self Respect Depends Upon Our Ability To Make Requital, For Good Or For Evil.

The Man Loves Danger And Sport. That Is Why He Loves Woman, The Most Dangerous Of All Sports.

What Is The Greatest Thing Ye Can Experience? It Is The Hour Of Great Contempt. The Hour In Which Even Your Happiness Becometh Loathsome Unto You, And So Also Your Reason And Virtue.

Different Types Of Dangerous Lives-you Have No Idea What You Are Living Through; You Rush Through Life As If You Were Drunk And Now And Then Fall Down Some Staircase. But Thanks To Your Drunkenness You Never Break A Limb; Your Muscles Are Too Relaxed And Your Brain Too Benighted For You To Find The Stones Of These Stairs As Hard As We Do.

No, Life Has Not Disappointed Me. On The Contrary, I Find It Truer, More Desirable And Mysterious Every Year -- Ever Since The Day When The Great Liberator Came To Me: The Idea That Life Could Be An Experiment Of The Seeker For Knowledge -- And Not A Duty, Not A Calamity, Not Trickery.

The Universe Without Music Would Be Madness.

Instruments And Playthings Are Sense And Spirit: Behind Them There Is Still The Self. The Self Seeketh With The Eyes Of The Senses, It Hearkeneth Also With The Ears Of The Spirit.

The Hour-hand Of Life --- Life Consists Of Rare, Isolated Moments Of The Greatest Significance, And Of Innumerably Many Intervals, During Which At Best The Silhouettes Of Those Moments Hover About Us. Love, Springtime, Every Beautiful Melody, Mountains, The Moon, The Sea - All These Speak Completely To The Heart But Once, If In Fact They Ever Do Get A Chance To Speak Completely. For Many Men Do Not Have Those Moments At All, And Are Themselves Intervals And Intermissions In The Symphony Of Real Life.

What Is More Harmful Than Any Vice? Practical Sympathy And Pity For All The Failures And All The Weak : Christianity.

He Has Drawn Back, Only In Order To Have Enough Room For His Leap

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One Is Necessary, One Is A Piece Of Fate, One Belongs To The Whole, One Is The Whole - There Exists Nothing Which Could Judge, Measure, Compare, Condemn Our Being, For That Would Be To Judge, Measure, Compare, Condemn The Whole...but Nothing Exists Apart From The Whole!

All Human Life Is Sunk Deep In Untruth; The Individual Cannot Pull It Out Of This Well Without Growing Profoundly Annoyed With His Entire Past, Without Finding His Present Motives (like Honor) Senseless, And Without Opposing Scorn And Disdain To The Passions That Urge One On To The Future And To The Happiness In It.

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