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Out Of Damp And Gloomy Days, Out Of Solitude, Out Of Loveless Words Directed At Us, Conclusions Grow Up In Us Like Fungus: One Morning They Are There, We Know Not How, And They Gaze Upon Us, Morose And Gray. Woe To The Thinker Who Is Not The Gardener But Only The Soil Of The Plants That Grow In Him.

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Out Of Damp And Gloomy Days, Out Of Solitude, Out Of Loveless Words Directed At Us, Conclusions Grow Up In Us Like Fungus: One Morning They Are There, We Know Not How, And They Gaze Upon Us, Morose And Gray. Woe To The Thinker Who Is Not The Gardener But Only The Soil Of The Plants That Grow In Him.

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Whoever Has Not Two-thirds Of His Time To Himself, Is A Slave.

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He Who Knoweth The Reader, Doeth Nothing More For The Reader. Another Century Of Readers - And Spirit Itself Will Stink.

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When One Does Away With Oneself One Does The Most Estimable Thing Possible: One Thereby Almost Deserves To Live.

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The World Is A Work Of Art That Gives Birth To Itself.

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Life Is That Which Must Overcome Itself Again And Again

Again And Again

Everything Good Is Instinct--and, As A Result, Easy, Necessary, Free.

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Knowledge Kills Action; Action Requires The Veils Of Illusion.

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He Who Despises Himself Esteems Himself As A Self-despiser.

To The Mean All Becomes Mean.

This Sign I Give You: Every People Speaks Its Tongue Of Good And Evil, Which The Neighbor Does Not Understand. It Has Invented Its Own Language Of Customs And Rights.

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Every Past Is Worth Condemning.

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On The Tree, Future, We Build Our Nest; And In Our Solitude Eagles Shall Bring Us Nourishment In Their Beaks!

Let That Day Be Lost To Us On Which We Did Not Dance Once!

Growth In Wisdom Can Be Measured Precisely By Decline In Bile.

Can An Ass Be Tragic?--to Perish Under A Burden That One Can Neither Bear Nor Cast Off? The Case Of The Philosopher.

Who Has Not For The Sake Of His Reputation Sacrificed Himself?

Life Is Fountain Of Joy; But Where The Rabble Also Gather To Drink, All Wells Are Poisoned.

What We Call Truths Are Just Those Errors That We Cannot Give Up.

It's Not The Intensity Of The Man, But The Duration Of His Intensity That Makes The Man Great.

There Did He Sit Shrivelled In His Chimney Corner, Fretting On Account Of His Weak Legs, World Weary, Will Weary, And One Day He Suffocated Through His Excessive Pity.

We Are Franker Towards Others Than Towards Ourselves.

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

When You Gaze Long Into The Abyss Of Sustainability, The Abyss Of Sustainability Also Gazes Into You.

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.

How I Understand The Philosopher - As A Terrible Explosive, Endangering Everthing... My Concept Of The Philosopher Is Worlds Removed From Any Concept That Would Include Even A Kant, Not To Speak Of Academic "ruminants" And Other Professors Of Philosophy.

Does Not The Discipline Of The Scientific Spirit Just Commence When One No Longer Harbours Any Conviction?

Whatever We Think About And Question A Lot Becomes Questionable.

Such A Man As Instinctively Feeds On Pure Ambrosia And Leaves Alone The Indigestible In Things.

A Friend Should Be A Master At Guessing And Keeping Still: You Must Not Want To See Everything.

If That Glad Message Of Your Bible Were Written In Your Faces, You Would Not Need To Demand Belief In The Authority Of That Book In Such Stiff-necked Fashion.

I Am One Thing, My Writings Are Another.

There Are No Eternal Facts, As There Are No Absolute Truths.

Unpleasant, Even Dangerous, Qualities Can Be Found In Every Nation And Every Individual: It Is Cruel To Demand That The Jew Be An Exception. In Him, These Qualities May Even Be Dangerous And Revolting To An Unusual Degree; And Perhaps The Young Stock-exchange Jew Is Altogether The Most Disgusting Invention Of Mankind.

But Say, My Brothers, What Can The Child Do That Even The Lion Could Not Do? Why Must The Preying Lion Still Become A Child? The Child Is Innocence And Forgetting, A New Beginning, A Sacred 'yes.' For The Game Of Creation, My Brothers, A Sacred 'yes' Is Needed: The Spirit Now Wills His Own Will, And He Who Had Been Lost To The World Now Conquers His Own World.

The Last Christian Died On A Cross.

This World Is The Will To Power And Nothing Besides!

The Object Of Convalescence Ought To Be To Turn Our Attention To Life: At Other Times, Simply To Our Tasks!

People Who Have Given Us Their Complete Confidence Believe That They Have A Right To Ours. The Inference Is False, A Gift Confers No Rights.

There Cannot Be A God Because If There Were One, I Could Not Believe That I Was Not He.

Everything Good Is The Transmutation Of Something Evil: Every God Has A Devil For A Father.

Whoever Has Really Sacrificed Anything, Knows That He Wanted And Got Something In Return.

I Do Not Know What Meaning Classical Studies Could Have For Our Time If They Were Not Untimely That Is To Say, Acting Counter To Our Time And Thereby Acting On Our Time And, Let Us Hope, For The Benefit Of A Time To Come.

Marriage: That I Call The Will Of Two To Create The One Who Is More Than Those Who Created It.

A Vocation Makes Us Unthinking; That Is Its Greatest Blessing. For It Is A Bulwark Behind Which We Are Permitted To Withdraw Whencommonplace Doubts And Cares Assail Us.

One Must Learn To Love Oneself With A Wholesome And Healthy Love, So That One Can Bear To Be With Oneself And Need Not Roam.

All I Need Is A Sheet Of Paper And Something To Write With, And Then I Can Turn The World Upside Down.

And I Offer You This Parable: Not A Few Who Sought To Cast Out Their Devil Entered Into The Swine Themselves.

Where Is The Lightning To Lick You With Its Tongue? Where Is The Madness With Which You Should Be Cleansed? Behold, I Show You The Superman. He Is This Lightning, He Is This Madness.

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

Everything In Woman Hath A Solution. It Is Called Pregnancy.

There Are No Limits To God's Compassion With Paradises Over Their One Universally Felt Want: He Immediately Created Other Animals Besides. God's First Blunder: Man Didn't Find The Animals Amusing, - He Dominated Them And Didn't Even Want To Be An 'animal.'

Does Wisdom Perhaps Appear On The Earth As A Raven Which Is Inspired By The Smell Of Carrion?

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Beggars Should Be Entirely Abolished! Truly, It Is Annoying To Give To Them And Annoying Not To Give To Them.

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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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If You Know The Why, You Can Live Any How.

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