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Many Things About Man Are Not Very Godly: Whenever A Person Excretes Feces, How Can He Be A God Then? But It Is Even Worse Regarding The Other Feces We Call Sin: Man Still Surely Wants To Retain This, And Not Excrete It. Now However, I Must Believe It: A Person Can Be God And Still Excrete Feces. Thus I Teach You, Excrete Your Feces And Become Gods.

-Friedrich Nietzsche

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Many Things About Man

Friedrich Nietzsche

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Many Things About Man Are Not Very Godly: Whenever A Person Excretes Feces, How Can He Be A God Then? But It Is Even Worse Regarding The Other Feces We Call Sin: Man Still Surely Wants To Retain This, And Not Excrete It. Now However, I Must Believe It: A Person Can Be God And Still Excrete Feces. Thus I Teach You, Excrete Your Feces And Become Gods.

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Freedom Of Opinion Is Like Health; Both Are Individual, And No Good General Conception Can Be Set Up Of Either Of Them.

It Is Nothing But Fanaticism And Beautiful Soulism To Expect Very Much (or Even, Much Only) From Humanity When It Has Forgotten How To Wage War.

In Order To Be Able Thus To Misjudge, And Thus To Grant Left-handed Veneration To Our Classics, People Must Have Ceased To Know Them. This, Generally Speaking, Is Precisely What Has Happened. For, Otherwise, One Ought To Know That There Is Only One Way Of Honoring Them, And That Is To Continue Seeking With The Same Spirit And With The Same Courage, And Not To Weary Of The Search.

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We Often Refuse To Accept An Idea Merely Because The Tone Of Voice In Which It Has Been Expressed Is Unsympathetic To Us.

In The Whole Of The New Testament There Is Not One Joke, That Fact Alone Would Invalidate Any Book.

He Who Attains His Ideal, Precisely Thereby Surpasses It.

Even Great Spirits Have Only Their Five-fingers' Breadth Of Experience - Just Beyond It Their Thinking Ceases And Their Endless Empty Space And Stupidity Begins.

Every High Degree Of Power Always Involves A Corresponding Degree Of Freedom From Good And Evil.

There Is A Rollicking Kindness That Looks Like Malice.

There Is A Great Ladder Of Religious Cruelty, And, Of Its Many Rungs, Three Are The Most Important. People Used To Make Human Sacrifices To Their God, Perhaps Even Sacrificing Those They Loved The Best ... Then, During The Moral Epoch Of Humanity, People Sacrificed The Strongest Instincts They Had, Their 'nature,' To Their God... Finally: What Was Left To Be Sacrificed? ... Didn't People Have To Sacrifice God Himself And Worship Rocks, Stupidity, Gravity, Fate, Or Nothingness Out Of Sheer Cruelty To Themselves?

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Only Where There Are Graves Are There Resurrections.

Man Is More Ape Than Many Of The Apes.

If A Man Wishes To Become A Hero, Then The Serpent Must First Become A Dragon: Otherwise He Lacks His Proper Enemy.

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We Can Destroy Only As Creators

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Sense Of Responsibility

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Body Am I Entirely, And Nothing Else; And Soul Is Only A Word For Something About The Body.

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The Living Is A Species Of The Dead; And Not A Very Attractive One.

Jesus Died Too Soon. If He Had Lived To My Age He Would Have Repudiated His Doctrine.

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The Refinement Of Shame. People Are Not Ashamed To Think Something Foul, But They Are Ashamed When They Think These Foul Thoughts Are Attributed To Them.

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The Lie Is A Condition Of Life.

When One Is Young, One Venerates And Despises Without That Art Of Nuances Which Constitutes The Best Gain Of Life, And It Is Only Fair That One Has To Pay Dearly For Having Assaulted Men And Things In This Manner With Yes And No. Everything Is Arranged So That The Worst Of Tastes, The Taste For The Unconditional, Should Be Cruelly Fooled And Abused Until A Man Learns To Put A Little Art Into His Feelings And Rather To Risk Trying Even What Is Artificial — As The Real Artists Of Life Do.

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

As Soon As We Climb Higher Than Those Who Had At One Time Admired Us, We Appear To Them As Though We Have Sunken And Fallen Down:for, In Any Event, They Had At One Time Supposed That They Were With Us (even If It Were Through Us) On The Heights.

The Irrationality Of A Thing Is No Argument Against Its Existence, Rather A Condition Of It.

Precisely This Is Godliness--that There Are Gods, But No God.

I Love Those Who Do Not First Seek A Reason Beyond The Stars For Going Down And Being Sacrifices, But Sacrifice Themselves To The Earth, That The Earth Of The Superman May Hereafter Arrive.

When The Gratitude That Many Owe To One Discards All Modesty, Then There Is Fame.

At Bottom Every Man Knows Well Enough That He Is A Unique Being, Only Once On This Earth; And By No Extraordinary Chance Will Such A Marvelously Picturesque Piece Of Diversity In Unity As He Is, Ever Be Put Together A Second Time.

Man Is A Rope, Tied Between Beast And Overman — A Rope Over An Abyss.

You I Advise Not To Work, But To Fight. You I Advise Not To Peace, But To Victory. Let Your Work Be A Fight, Let Your Peace Be A Victory!

One Has To Know The Size Of One's Stomach.

Whether A Man Hides His Bad Qualities And Vices Or Confesses Them Openly, His Vanity Wants To Gain An Advantage By It In Both Cases: Just Note How Subtly He Distinguishes Between Those He Will Hide His Bad Qualities From And Those He Will Face Honestly And Candidly.

Every Word Instantly Becomes A Concept Precisely Insofar As It Is Not Supposed To Serve As A Reminder Of The Unique And Entirely Individual Original Experience To Which It Owes Its Origin; But Rather, A Word Becomes A Concept Insofar As It Simultaneously Has To Fit Countless More Or Less Similar Cases -- Which Means, Purely And Simply, Cases Which Are Never Equal And Thus Altogether Unequal.

Whoever Deliberately Attempts To Insure Confidentiality With Another Person Is Usually In Doubt As To Whether He Inspires That Person's Confidence In Him. One Who Is Sure That He Inspires Confidence Attaches Little Importance To Confidentiality.

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

Telling The Truth

Man's Task Is Simple. He Should Cease Letting His Existence Be A Thoughtless Accident.

Invisible Threads Are The Strongest Ties.

The Problem Of Culture Is Seldom Grasped Correctly. The Goal Of A Culture Is Not The Greatest Possible Happiness Of A People, Noris It The Unhindered Development Of All Their Talents; Instead, Culture Shows Itself In The Correct Proportion Of These Developments. Its Aim Points Beyond Earthly Happiness: The Production Of Great Works Is The Aim Of Culture.

The End Of A Melody Is Not Its Goal; But Nonetheless, If The Melody Had Not Reached Its End It Would Not Have Reached Its Goal Either. A Parable.

Remorse.-- Never Yield To Remorse, But At Once Tell Yourself: Remorse Would Simply Mean Adding To The First Act Of Stupidity A Second.

If Thinking Is Your Fate, Revere This Fate With Divine Honour And Sacrifice To It The Best, The Most Beloved

When Thou Goest To Woman, Take Thy Whip.

A Man Who Possesses Genius Is Insufferable Unless He Also Possesses At Least Two Other Things: Gratitude And Cleanliness.

Few Serve Truth In Truth Because Only Few Have The Pure Will To Be Just, And Of Those Again Very Few Have The Strength To Be Just.

A Subject For A Great Poet Would Be God's Boredom After The Seventh Day Of Creation.

I Shall Repeat A Hundred Times; We Really Ought To Free Ourselves From The Seduction Of Words!

Some Men Are Born Posthumously.

It Is Neither The Best Nor The Worst Things In A Book That Defy Translation.

This Is The Fundamental Idea Of Culture, Insofar As It Sets But One Task For Each Of Us: To Further The Production Of The Philosopher, Of The Artist, And Of The Saint Within Us And Outside Us, And Thereby To Work At The Consummation Of Nature.

I Listened For The Echo, And I Heard Only Praise —

The Aphorism, The Apothegm, In Which I Am The First Among The Germans To Be A Master, Are The Forms Of “eternity”; It Is My Ambition To Say In Ten Sentences What Everyone Else Says In A Book — What Everyone Else Does Not Say In A Book.

It Is Thus Only This Personal Feeling Of Misery That We Get Rid Of By Acts Of Pity.

Illness Is A Clumsy Attempt To Arrive At Health: We Must Come To Nature's Aid With Intellect.

But Tell Me: How Did Gold Get To Be The Highest Value? Because It Is Uncommon And Useless And Gleaming And Gentle In Its Brilliance; It Always Gives Itself. Only As An Image Of The Highest Virtue Did Gold Get To Be The Highest Value. The Giver's Glance Gleams Like Gold. A Golden Brilliance Concludes Peace Between The Moon And The Sun. Uncommon Is The Highest Virtue And Useless, It Is Gleaming And Gentle In Its Brilliance: A Gift-giving Virtue Is The Highest Virtue.

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... Hitherto We Have Been Permitted To Seek Beauty Only In The Morally Good - A Fact Which Sufficiently Accounts For Our Having Found So Little Of It And Having Had To Seek About For Imaginary Beauties Without Backbone! - As Surely As The Wicked Enjoy A Hundred Kinds Of Happiness Of Which The Virtuous Have No Inkling, So Too They Possess A Hundred Kinds Of Beauty; And Many Of Them Have Not Yet Been Discovered.

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He Who Cannot Command Himself Should Obey. And Many Can Command Themselves, But Much Is Still Lacking Before They Can Obey Themselves.

The Value Of Many Men And Books Rests Solely On Their Faculty For Compelling All To Seek Out The Most Hidden And Intimate Things.

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