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O Sancta Simplicitas! What Strange Simplification And Falsification Mankind Lives On! One Can Never Cease To Marvel Once One Has Acquired Eyes For This Marvel! How We Have Made Everything Around Us Bright And Free And Easy And Simple! How We Have Known How To Bestow On Our Senses A Passport To Everything Superficial, On Our Thoughts A Divine Desire For Wanton Gambling And False Conclusions! - How We Have From The Very Beginning Understood How To Retain Our Ignorance So As To Enjoy An Almost Inconceivable Freedom, Frivolity, Impetuosity, Bravery, Cheerfulness Of Life, So As To Enjoy Life!

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Friedrich Nietzsche

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O Sancta Simplicitas! What Strange Simplification And Falsification Mankind Lives On! One Can Never Cease To Marvel Once One Has Acquired Eyes For This Marvel! How We Have Made Everything Around Us Bright And Free And Easy And Simple! How We Have Known How To Bestow On Our Senses A Passport To Everything Superficial, On Our Thoughts A Divine Desire For Wanton Gambling And False Conclusions! - How We Have From The Very Beginning Understood How To Retain Our Ignorance So As To Enjoy An Almost Inconceivable Freedom, Frivolity, Impetuosity, Bravery, Cheerfulness Of Life, So As To Enjoy Life!

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Without The Perpetual Counterfeiting Of The Universe By Number, Man Could Not Continue To Live

What Saved Me Then? Nothing But Pregnancy. And Each Time After I Had Given Birth To My Work My Life Hung Suspended By A Thin Thread.

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

Living In A Constant Chase After Gain Compels People To Expend Their Spirit To The Point Of Exhaustion.

The Craving For Equality Can Express Itself Either As A Desire To Pull Everyone Down To Our Own Level (by Belittling Them, Excluding Them, Tripping Them Up) Or As A Desire To Raise Ourselves Up Along With Everyone Else (by Acknowledging Them, Helping Them, And Rejoicing In Their Success).

The Task Is Not To Overcome Opponents In General But Only Those Opponents Against Whom One Has To Summon All One's Strength, One's Skill And One's Swordsmanship-in Fact To Master Opponents Who Are One's Equals.

Higher Than "thou Shalt" Stands "i Will" (the Heroes), And Higher Than "i Will" Stands "i Am" (the Greek Gods).

So Long As The Spectator Has To Figure Out The Meaning Of This Or That Person, Or The Presuppositions Of This Or That Conflict Of Inclinations And Purposes, He Cannot Become Completely Absorbed In The Activities And Sufferings Of The Chief Characters Or Feel Breathless Pity And Fear.

That Every Will Must Consider Every Other Will Its Equal Would Be A Principle Hostile To Life, An Agent Of The Dissolution And Destruction Of Man, An Attempt To Assassinate The Future Of Man, A Sign Of Weariness, A Secret Path To Nothingness.

God Is A Gross Answer, An Indelicacy Against Us Thinkers- At Bottom Merely A Gross Prohibition For Us: You Shall Not Think!

It Is Within Your Power To See That All You Have Experienced, Trials, Errors, Faults, Deceptions, Passions, Your Love And Your Hope, Shall Be Merged Wholly In Your Aim.

Not The Intensity But The Duration Of High Feelings Makes High Men.

I Love Those Who Do Not Know How To Live, Except By Going Under, For They Are Those Who Cross Over.

And So, Onwards... Along A Path Of Wisdom, With A Hearty Tread, A Hearty Confidence.. However You May Be, Be Your Own Source Of Experience. Throw Off Your Discontent About Your Nature. Forgive Yourself Your Own Self. You Have It In Your Power To Merge Everything You Have Lived Through- False Starts, Errors, Delusions, Passions, Your Loves And Your Hopes- Into Your Goal, With Nothing Left Over.

As Long As You Still Experience The Stars As Something "above You", You Lack The Eye Of Knowledge.

About Sacrifice And The Offering Of Sacrifices, Sacrificial Animals Think Quite Differently From Those Who Look On: But They Have Never Been Allowed To Have Their Say.

All Great Things Must First Wear Terrifying And Monstrous Masks, In Order To Inscribe Themselves On The Hearts Of Humanity.

O Sancta Simplicitas! What Strange Simplification And Falsification Mankind Lives On! One Can Never Cease To Marvel Once One Has Acquired Eyes For This Marvel! How We Have Made Everything Around Us Bright And Free And Easy And Simple! How We Have Known How To Bestow On Our Senses A Passport To Everything Superficial, On Our Thoughts A Divine Desire For Wanton Gambling And False Conclusions! - How We Have From The Very Beginning Understood How To Retain Our Ignorance So As To Enjoy An Almost Inconceivable Freedom, Frivolity, Impetuosity, Bravery, Cheerfulness Of Life, So As To Enjoy Life!

A Few Hours' Mountain Climbing Make Of A Rogue And A Saint Two Fairly Equal Creatures. Tiredness Is The Shortest Path To Equality And Fraternity - And Sleep Finally Adds To Them Liberty.

We Must Be Physicists In Order To Be Creative Since So Far Codes Of Values And Ideals Have Been Constructed In Ignorance Of Physics Or Even In Contradiction To Physics.

You Cannot Learn To Fly By Flying. First You Must Learn To Walk, To Run, To Climb, To Dance.

Every Philosophy Is The Philosophy Of Some Stage Of Life.

The Hypocrite Who Always Plays One And The Same Part Ceases At Last To Be A Hypocrite.

Fathers Have A Lot To Do To Make Up For Having Sons.

What The Sense Feeleth, What The Spirit Discerneth, Hath Never Its End In Itself. But Sense And Spirit Would Fain Persuade Thee That They Are The End Of All Things: So Vain Are They.

One Is Honest About Oneself Either With A Sense Of Shame Or With Vanity.

Clever People Are Never Credited With Their Follies: What A Deprivation Of Human Rights!

You Are Rewarding A Teacher Poorly If You Remain Always A Pupil.

[heraclitus Speaks As If] In Entrancement ... But [also] Truthfully.

Insanity In Individuals Is Something Rare - But In Groups, Parties, Nations And Epochs, It Is The Rule.

Three Metamorphoses Of The Spirit I Relate To You: How The Spirit Becomes A Camel; And The Camel, A Lion; And The Lion, Finally, A Child.

Many Are Obstinate With Regard To The Pathway Once They Have Set Upon It, Few With Regard To The Goal.

I Still Live, I Still Think: I Still Have To Live, For I Still Have To Think.

Even Truthfulness Is But One Means To Knowledge, A Ladder--but Not The Ladder.

Once You Were Apes, Yet Even Now Man Is More Of An Ape Than Any Of The Apes.

I Was In Darkness, But I Took Three Steps And Found Myself In Paradise. The First Step Was A Good Thought, The Second, A Good Word; And The Third, A Good Deed.

Ye Are Ugly? Well Then, My Brethren, Take The Sublime About You, The Mantle Of The Ugly!

Books For All The World Are Always Foul-smelling Books: The Smell Of Small People Clings To Them.

I Have Been Casting Shadows All My Life Without Caring About How Deeply They Stain My Soul.

Nobody Can Build The Bridge For You To Walk Across The River Of Life, No One But You Yourself Alone. There Are, To Be Sure, Countless Paths And Bridges And Demi-gods Which Would Carry You Across This River; But Only At The Cost Of Yourself; You Would Pawn Yourself And Lose. There Is In The World Only One Way, On Which Nobody Can Go, Except You: Where Does It Lead? Do Not Ask, Go Along With It.

One Must Have All The Virtues To Sleep Well. Shall I Bear False Witness? Shall I Commit Adultery? Shall I Covet My Neighbor's Maid? All That Would Go Ill With Good Sleep.

The Superman Is The Meaning Of The Earth. Let Your Will Say: The Superman Is To Be The Meaning Of The Earth! I Beseech You, My Brothers, Be True To The Earth, And Do Not Believe Those Who Speak To You Of Otherworldly Hopes! They Are Poisoners, Whether They Know It Or Not.

[heraclitus] Did Not Require Humans Or Their Sort Of Knowledge, Since Everything Into Which One May Inquire He Despises [as Being] In Contrast [to His Own] Inward-turning Wisdom. [to Him] All Learning From Others Is A Sign Of Nonwisdom, Because The Wise Man Focuses His Vision On His Own Intelligence.

Every Great Love Brings With It The Cruel Idea Of Killing The Object Of Its Love So That It May Be Removed Once And For All From The Wicked Game Of Change: For Love Dreads Change Even More Than Annihilation.

Compassion For The Friend Should Conceal Itself Under A Hard Shell.

Convictions Are More Dangerous Foes Of Truth Than Lies.

The Noble Caste Was In The Beginning Always The Barbarian Caste: Their Superiority Lay, Not In Their Physical Strength, But Primarily In Their Psychical - They Were More Complete Human Beings.

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Men Inadvertently Comport Themselves With Nobility When They Have Grown Accustomed To Wanting Nothing From Others And Always Giving To Them.

In The World Of High Finance The Shilling Of The Idle Rich Man Can Buy More Than That Of The Poor, Industrious Man.

One Should Die Proudly When It Is No Longer Possible To Live Proudly.

Genuine Historical Knowledge Requires Nobility Of Character, A Profound Understanding Of Human Existence - Not Detachment And Objectivity.

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Precisely The Least, The Softest, Lightest, A Lizard's Rustling, A Breath, A Flash, A Moment - A Little Makes The Way Of The Best Happiness.

Love As A Passion—it Is Our European Specialty—must Absolutely Be Of Noble Origin; As Is Well Known, Its Invention Is Due To The Provencal Poet-cavaliers, Those Brilliant, Ingenious Men Of The "gai Saber," To Whom Europe Owes So Much, And Almost Owes Itself.

A Refined Soul Is Distressed To Know That Someone Owes It Thanks; A Crude Soul, To Know That It Owes Someone Thanks.

Man Would Sooner Have The Void For His Purpose Than Be Void Of Purpose.

Nothing Ever Succeeds Which Exuberant Spirits Have Not Helped To Produce.

When A Man Reaches His Maturity In Understanding And In Years, The Feeling Comes Over Him That His Father Was Wrong To Beget Him.

A Living Being Seeks, Above All, To Discharge Its Strength. Life Is Will To Power.

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

We Are So Fond Of Being Out Among Nature, Because It Has No Opinions About Us.

Memory Says, 'i Did That.' Pride Replies, 'i Could Not Have Done That.' Eventually, Memory Yields.

Triumph Depends On A Roll Of Fate's Dice; The Ultimate Prize Is A Place In Heaven.

The "religion Of Pity" To Which People Would Like To Convert Us- Oh, We Know Well Enough The Hysterical Little Men And Women Who Need This Religion At Present As A Veil And An Adornment!

The Destiny Of The Human Race Is To Widen The Gap Separating It From The Lower Races Of Animals. Any Code Of Morality Which Retains Its Permanence And Authority After The Conditions Of Existence Which Gave Rise To It Have Changed, Works Against This Upward Progress Of Man.

Our Destiny Exercises Its Influence Over Us Even When, As Yet, We Have Not Learned Its Nature: It Is Our Future That Lays Down The Law Of Our Today

One Should Steal Only Where One Cannot Rob.

What We Know Oman Today Is Limited Precisely By The Extent To Which We Have Regarded Him As A Machine.

People Buy Their Necessities In Shops And Have To Pay Dearly For Them Because They Have To Assist In Paying For What Is Also On Sale There But Only Rarely Finds Purchasers: The Luxury And Amusement Goods. So It Is That Luxury Continually Imposes A Tax On The Simple People Who Have To Do Without It.

...throw Roses Into The Abyss And Say: 'here Is My Thanks To The Monster Who Didn't Succeed In Swallowing Me Alive.

Strideth Over All Mountains, And Laugheth At All Tragedies

He Who Is Dissatisfied With Himself Is Continually Ready For Revenge And We Others Will Be His Victims, If Only In Having Always To Endure His Ugly Sight. For The Sight Of The Ugly Makes One Bad And Gloomy.

Reason" In Language - Oh, What An Old Deceptive Female She Is! I Am Afraid We Are Not Rid Of God Because We Still Have Faith In Grammar.

Whereas The Man Of Action Binds His Life To Reason And Its Concepts So That He Will Not Be Swept Away And Lost, The Scientific Investigator Builds His Hut Right Next To The Tower Of Science So That He Will Be Able To Work On It And To Find Shelter For Himself Beneath Those Bulwarks Which Presently Exist.

The Most Fatal Seductive Lie That Has Yet Existed

Suspicious.- To Admit A Belief Merely Because It Is A Custom - But That Means To Be Dishonest, Cowardly, Lazy! - And So Could Dishonesty, Cowardice And Laziness Be The Preconditions For Morality?

The Child As A Monument To The Passion Of Two People; The Will To Oneness In Two.

Man Makes God In His Own Image.

Those Who Create Are Hard Of Heart.

When One Thinks Profusely And Cleverly, Not Only His Face But His Body Too Takes On A Clever Appearance.

A Strong And Well-constituted Man Digests His Experiences (deeds And Misdeeds All Included) Just As He Digests His Meats, Even When He Has Some Tough Morsels To Swallow.

How Much Truth Can A Spirit Bear, How Much Truth Can A Spirit Dare? ... That Became For Me More And More The Real Measure Of Value.

At A Certain Place In Beethoven's Ninth Symphony, For Example, He Might Feel That He Is Floating Above The Earth In A Starry Dome, With The Dream Of Immortality In His Heart; All The Stars Seem To Glimmer Around Him, And The Earth Seems To Sink Ever Deeper Downwards.

We Are Terrified By The Idea Of Being Terrified.

One Unconsciously Takes It For Granted That Doer And Sufferer Think And Feel Alike, And According To This Supposition We Measure The Guilt Of The One By The Pain Of The Other.

The Spiritual Activity Of Millennia Is Deposited In Language.

What Does It Matter Whether I Am Shown To Be Right! I Am Right Too Much!--and He Who Laughs Best Today Will Also Laugh Last.

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

Either One Does Not Dream, Or One Does So Interestingly. One Should Learn To Spend One's Waking Life In The Same Way: Not At All, Or Interestingly.

In His Heart Every Man Knows Quite Well That, Being Unique, He Will Be In The World Only Once And That No Imaginable Chance Will For A Second Time Gather Together Into A Unity So Strangely Variegated An Assortment As He Is: He Knows It But Hides It Like A Bad Conscience.

And Nobody Lies As Much As The Indignant Do.

It Is Only Possible Through The Fact That Sympathy For The General Life And Suffering Of Mankind Is Very Weakly Developed In The Individual.

Mothers Easily Become Jealous Of Their Sons' Friends When They Are Particularly Successful. As A Rule A Mother Loves Herself In Her Son More Than She Does The Son Himself.

What Is Good? All That Enhances The Feeling Of Power, The Will To Power, And Power Itself In Man. What Is Bad? — All That Proceeds From Weakness. What Is Happiness? — The Feeling That Power Is Increasing — That Resistance Has Been Overcome.

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

Everyone Who Has Ever Built Anywhere A "new Heaven" First Found The Power Thereto In His Own Hell.

Only You Must Have Worthy Foes Hate, But Not Enemies Worthy Of Contempt. You Must Be Proud Of Your Enemy.

Are You One Who Looks On? Or Lends A Hand? - Or Who Looks Away, Sidles Off?...third Question For The Conscience.

If You Buy The Why, The How Is Infinitely Bearable

What Is Wrong With Christianity Is That It Refrains From Doing All Those Things That Christ Commanded Should Be Done.

Thinking Has To Be Learned In The Way Dancing Has To Be Learned.

But It Is The Same With Man As With The Tree. The More He Seeketh To Rise Into The Height And Light, The More Vigorously Do His Roots Struggle Earthward, Downward, Into The Dark And Deep — Into The Evil.

If The All Powerful God Controls Satan He Is An Accomplice, And If He Doesn't, He Is Not An All Powerful God.

Christianity In Particular Should Be Dubbed A Great Treasure-chamber Of Ingenious Consolations, Such A Store Of Refreshing, Soothing, Deadening Drugs Has It Accumulated Within Itself.

I Want To Learn More And More To See As Beautiful What Is Necessary In Things:—then I Shall Be One Of Those Who Make Things Beautiful. Amor Fati: Let That Be My Love From Henceforth!

He Who Climbeth On The Highest Mountains, Laugheth At All Tragic Plays And Tragic Realities.

Is Life Not A Thousand Times Too Short For Us To Bore Ourselves?

What Is Great In Man Is That He Is A Bridge And Not A Goal: What There Is To Love In Man Is That He Is A Going-over And A Going-under.

A Book Should Long For Pen, Ink, And Writing-table: But Usually It Is Pen, Ink, And Writing-table That Long For A Book. That Is Why Books Are So Negligible Nowadays.

The Bite Of Conscience Is Indecent.

I Am Afraid That Old Women Are More Skeptical In Their Most Secret Heart Of Hearts Than Any Man: They Believe In The Superficiality Of Existence As In Its Essence, And All Virtue And Profundity Is To Them Merely A Veil Over This "truth," A Most Welcome Veil Over A Pudendum--and So A Matter Of Decency And Modesty, And Nothing Else.

Once The Decision Has Been Made, Close Your Ear Even To The Best Counter Argument: Sign Of A Strong Character. Thus An Occasional Will To Stupidity.

Socrates And Plato Are Right: Whatever Man Does He Always Does Well, That Is, He Does That Which Seems To Him Good (useful) According To The Degree Of His Intellect, The Particular Standard Of His Reasonableness.

With Sturdy Shoulders, Space Stands Opposing All Its Weight To Nothingness. Where Space Is, There Is Being.

There Is One Thing One Has To Have Either A Soul That Is Cheerful By Nature, Or A Soul Made Cheerful By Work, Love, Art, And Knowledge.

Every Attainment, Every Step Forward In Knowledge, Follows From Courage, From Hardness Against Oneself, From Cleanliness In Relation To Oneself.

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.

The Most General Deficiency In Our Sort Of Culture And Education Is Gradually Dawning On Me: No One Learns, No One Strives Towards, No One Teaches--enduring Loneliness.

Buddha Says: "do Not Flatter Your Benefactor!". Let One Repeat This Saying In A Christian Church : It Immediately Purifies The Air Of Everything Christian.

There Are The Terrible Ones Who Carry About In Themselves The Beast Of Prey, And Have No Choice Except Lusts Or Self-laceration. And Even Their Lusts Are Self-laceration.

It Is Certainly Not The Least Charm Of A Theory That It Is Refutable; It Is Precisely Thereby That It Attracts The More Subtle Minds. It Seems That The Hundred-times-refuted Theory Of The "free Will" Owes Its Persistence To This Charm Alone; Some One Is Always Appearing Who Feels Himself Strong Enough To Refute It.

School Has No Task More Important Than To Teach Strict Thought, Cautious Judgment, And Logical Conclusions, Hence It Must Pay No Attention To What Hinders These Operations, Such As Religion, For Instance.

Love Ever Your Neighbour As Yourselves - But First Be Such As Love Themselves.

One Who Is Publicly Honest About Himself Ends Up By Priding Himself Somewhat On This Honesty: For He Knows Only Too Well Why He Is Honest-for The Same Reasons Another Person Prefers Illusion And Dissimulation.

Many Brief Follies--that Is What You Call Love. And Your Marriage Puts An End To Many Brief Follies, With A Single Long Stupidity.

If There Were Gods, How Could I Endure Not To Be A God? Therefore There Are No Gods.

If We Make Sacrifices In Doing Good Or In Doing Ill, It Does Not Alter The Ultimate Value Of Our Actions; Even If We Stake Our Life In The Cause, As Martyrs Do For The Sake Of Our Church : It Is A Sacrifice To Our Longing For Power, Or For The Purpose Of Conserving Our Sense Of Power.

We Labour At Our Daily Work More Ardently And Thoughtlessly Than Is Necessary To Sustain Our Life Because It Is Even More Necessary Not To Have Leisure To Stop And Think. Haste Is Universal Because Everyone Is In Flight From Himself.

Heavy, Heavy-hearted People Grow Lighter And Rise Occasionally To Their Surface Through Precisely That Which Makes Others Heavier,through Hatred And Love.

It Takes Just Such Painful And Terrible Things To Occur For The Great Emancipation To Take Place.

Science Rushes Headlong, Without Selectivity, Without "taste," At Whatever Is Knowable, In The Blind Desire To Know All At Any Cost.

He Who Rejoices Even At The Stake Triumphs Not Over Pain But Over The Absence Of Pain Where He Had Anticipated Feeling It. A Parable.

All Truth Is Simple... Is That Not Doubly A Lie?

The Rising And Falling Of The Scales Of Pride And Humility Sustain The Brooding Mind As Well As The Alternations Of Desire And Peace Of The Soul.

Instinct. When The House Burns One Forgets Even Lunch. Yes, But One Eats It Later In The Ashes.

So Far There Has Been No Philosopher In Whose Hands Philosophy Has Not Grown Into An Apology For Knowledge; On This Point, At Least, Every One Is An Optimist, That The Greatest Usefulness Must Be Ascribed To Knowledge. They Are All Tyrannized Over By Logic, And This Is Optimism In Its Essence.

The Heart And Hand Of Those Who Always Mete Out Become Callous From Always Meting Out.

It Is So Little True That Martyrs Offer Any Support To The Truth Of A Cause That I Am Inclined To Deny That Any Martyr Has Ever Had Anything To Do With The Truth At All.

I Could Dispense With Nothing When I Created The Superman. His Seed Still Carries All Your Evil And Falsehood, Your Lies And Yourignorance.

Man Is Not Equally Moral At All Hours, This Is Well Known. If His Morality Is Judged To Be The Capability For Great Self-sacrificing Resolutions And Self-denial (which, When Continuous And Grown Habitual, Are Called Holiness)

Mediocrity Is The Most Effective Mask A Superior Spirit Can Wear, Because To The Great Majority, Which Is To Say, To The Mediocre,it Will Not Suggest A Disguise:--and Yet It Is Precisely For Their Sake That He Puts It On--so As Not To Arouse Them, And, Indeed, Not Infrequently To Avoid This Out Of Pity And Benevolence.

Books And Drafts Mean Something Quite Different For Different Thinkers. One Collects In A Book The Lights He Was Able To Steal And Carry Home Swiftly Out Of The Rays Of Some Insight That Suddenly Dawned On Him, While Another Thinker Offers Us Nothing But Shadows - Images In Black And Grey Of What Had Built Up In His Soul The Day Before.

As Soon As A Religion Comes To Dominate It Has As Its Opponents All Those Who Would Have Been Its First Disciples.

Love Matches, So Called, Have Illusion For Their Father And Need For Their Mother.

Every Extension Of Knowledge Arises From Making The Conscious The Unconscious.

Life Without Music Is Only Error, Exhaustion, Exile... Indeed, There Is Nothing That Concerns Me More Than The Fate Of Music.

There Is No Pre-established Harmony Between The Furtherance Of Truth And The Well-being Of Mankind.

Pathetic Attitudes Are Not In Keeping With Greatness.

To Forget One's Purpose Is The Commonest Form Of Stupidity.

It Is Some Fundamental Certainty Which A Noble Soul Has About Itself, Something Which Is Not To Be Sought, Is Not To Be Found, And Perhaps, Also, Is Not To Be Lost. The Noble Soul Has Reverence For Itself.

He Who Seeks Intelligence Lacks Intelligence.

The Noble Type Of Man Feels Himself To Be The Determiner Of Values, He Does Not Need To Be Approved Of, He Judges 'what Harms Me Is Harmful In Itself', He Knows Himself To Be That Which In General Accords Honour To Things, He Creates Values.

Ye Shall Only Have Foes To Be Hated; But Not Foes To Be Despised: Ye Must Be Proud Of Your Foes.

With The Strength Of His Spiritual Sight And Insight The Distance, And As It Were The Space, Around Man Continually Expands: His World Grows Deeper, Ever New Stars, Ever New Images And Enigmas Come Into View.

The Spirit Of The Poet Craves Spectators... Even If Only Buffaloes.

Christianity Gave Eros Poison To Drink; He Did Not Die Of It, Certainly, But Degenerated To Vice.

I Teach You Beyond Man (superman). Man Is Something That Shall Be Surpassed. What Have You Done To Surpass Him?

You Should Seek Your Enemy, You Should Wage Your War - A War For Your Opinions. And When Your Opinion Is Defeatedy Our Honesty Should Still Cry Triumph Over That!

Many People, Especially Women, Never Experience Boredom Because They Have Never Learned To Work Properly.

The Body Is A Big Sagacity, A Plurality With One Sense, A War And A Peace, A Flock And A Shepherd.

In Intercourse With Scholars And Artists One Readily Makes Mistakes Of Opposite Kinds: In A Remarkable Scholar One Not Infrequently Finds A Mediocre Man; And Often, Even In A Mediocre Artist, One Finds A Very Remarkable Man.

The Great Wars Of The Present Age Are The Effects Of The Study Of History.

We Set No Special Value On The Possession Of A Virtue Until We Percieve That It Is Entirely Lacking In Our Adversary.

The World Is Beautiful, But Has A Disease Called Man.

Only With The Ultimate Knowledge Of All Things Will Man Have Come To Know Himself. For Things Are But The Boundaries Of Man.

Call Me Whatever You Like; I Am Who I Must Be.

Nobody Is More Inferior Than Those Who Insist On Being Equal.

... 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.

There Are Instances When We Are Like Horses, We Psychologists, And Grow Restless: We See Our Own Shadow Wavering Up And Down Before Us. A Psychologist Must Look Away From Himself In Order To See Anything At All.

All Good Things Were Formerly Bad Things; Every Original Sin Has Turned Into An Original Virtue.

We Have Art So That We Shall Not Die Of Reality.

The Question Of Place And Climate Is Most Closely Related To The Question Of Nutrition. Nobody Is Free To Live Everywhere; And Whoever Has To Solve Great Problems That Challenge All His Strength Actually Has A Very Restricted Choice In This Matter. The Influence Of Climate On Our Metabolism, Its Retardation, Its Acceleration, Goes So Far That A Mistaken Choice Of Place And Climate Can Not Only Estrange A Man From His Task But Can Actually Keep It From Him: He Never Gets To See It.

Christianity Remains To This Day The Greatest Misfortune Of Humanity.

When Thou Goest To Woman, Take Thy Whip.

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.

Not Their Love Of Humanity, But The Impotence Of Their Love, Prevents The Christians Of Today - Burning Us.

The Rights Which A Man Arrogates To Himself Are Relative To The Duties Which He Sets Himself, And To The Tasks Which He Feels Capable Of Performing.

You Look Up When You Wish To Be Exalted. And I Look Down Because I Am Exalted.

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

A Noble Soul Is Not The One That Can Manage The Highest Flights But The One That Rises Very Little And Falls Very Little But Always Dwells In A Free, Resplendent Atmosphere And Altitude.

That Which Does Not Destroy, Strengthens.

[heraclitus Had] The Highest Form Of Pride [stemming] From A Certainty Of Belief In The Truth As Grasped By Himself Alone. He Brings This Form, By Its Excessive Development, Into A Sublime Pathos By Involuntary Identification Of Himself With His Truth.

What, If Some Day Or Night A Demon Were To Steal After You Into Your Loneliest Loneliness And Say To You: 'this Life As You Now Live It And Have Lived It, You Will Have To Live Once More And Innumerable Times More' ... Would You Not Throw Yourself Down And Gnash Your Teeth And Curse The Demon Who Spoke Thus? Or Have You Once Experienced A Tremendous Moment When You Would Have Answered Him: 'you Are A God And Never Have I Heard Anything More Divine.

About What We Neither Know Nor Feel Precisely While Awake-whether We Have A Good Or A Bad Conscience Toward A Certain Person-our Dreams Instruct Us Fully And Unambiguously.

To Think Historically Is Almost The Same Thing Now As If In All Ages History Had Been Made According To Theory.

Will, Pure Will, Without The Troubles And Complexities Of Intellect - How Happy! How Free!

Whatever May Be Your Desire To Accomplish Great Deeds, The Deep Silence Of Pregnancy Never Comes To You! The Event Of The Day Sweeps You Along Like Straws Before The Wind Whilst Ye Lie Under The Illusion That Ye Are Chasing The Event,-poor Fellows! If A Man Wishes To Act The Hero On The Stage He Must Not Think Of Forming Part Of The Chorus; He Should Not Even Know How The Chorus Is Made Up.

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.

From People Who Merely Pray We Must Become People Who Bless.

Do I Advise You To Love The Neighbor? I Suggest Rather To Escape From The Neighbor And To Love Those Who Are The Farthest Away From You. Higher Than The Love For The Neighbor Is The Love For The Man Who Is Distant And Has Still To Come.

The Condition That Gives Birth To A Rule Is Not The Same As The Condition To Which The Rule Gives Birth.

We Must Learn To Love, Learn To Be Kind, And This From The Earliest Youth; If Education Or Chance Give Us No Opportunity To Practice These Feelings, Our Soul Becomes Dry And Unsuited Even To Understanding The Tender Inventions Of Loving People.

How Much Rationality And Higher Protection There Is In Such Self-deception, And How Much Falseness I Still Require In Order To Allow Myself Again And Again The Luxury Of My Sincerity.

Not Contentment, But More Power; Not Peace At Any Price, But War; Not Virtue, But Efficiency (virtue In The Renaissance Sense, Virtu , Virtue Free Of Moral Acid).

Evaluation Is Creation: Hear It, You Creators! Evaluating Is Itself The Most Valuable Treasure Of All That We Value. It Is Only Through Evaluation That Value Exists: And Without Evaluation The Nut Of Existence Would Be Hollow. Hear It, You Creators!

The Wittiest Authors Evoke A Barely Perceptible Smile.

There Is Nothing That Has Caused Me To Meditate More On Plato's Secrecy And Sphinx-like Nature, Than The Happily Preserved Petit Fait That Under The Pillow Of His Death-bed There Was Found No 'bible,' Nor Anything Egyptian, Pythagorean, Or Platonic - But A Book Of Aristophanes. How Could Even Plato Have Endured Life - A Greek Life Which He Repudiated - Without An Aristophanes!

One Must Cease Letting Oneself Be Eaten When One Tastes Best: That Is Known To Those Who Want To Be Loved Long.

It Is A Terrible Thought, To Contemplate That An Immense Number Of Mediocre Thinkers Are Occupied With Really Influential Matters.

Morality Is The Best Of All Devices For Leading Mankind By The Nose.

It Was The Sick And Decaying Who Despised The Body And Earth And Invented The Heavenly Realm And The Redemptive Drops Of Blood: But They Took Even These Sweet And Gloomy Poisons From Body And Earth. They Wanted To Escape Their Own Misery, And The Stars Were Too Far For Them.

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