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Partial Knowledge Is More Triumphant Than Complete Knowledge; It Takes Things To Be Simpler Than They Are, And So Makes Its Theory More Popular And Convincing.

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Partial Knowledge Is More Triumphant Than Complete Knowledge; It Takes Things To Be Simpler Than They Are, And So Makes Its Theory More Popular And Convincing.

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Men Have Hitherto Treated Women Like Birds Which Have Strayed Down To Them From The Heights; As Something More Delicate, More Fragile, More Savage, Stranger, Sweeter, Soulful--but As Something Which Has To Be Caged Up So That It Shall Not Fly Away.

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Without Cruelty There Is No Festival: Thus The Longest And Most Ancient Part Of Human History Teaches And In Punishment There Is So Much That Is Festive!

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No Artist Tolerates Reality.

Almost Two Thousand Years, And No New God!

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There Is Nothing For Which Men Ask To Be Paid Dearer Than For Humiliation.

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When A Man Is In Love He Endures More Than At Other Times; He Submits To Everything.

Bad Cooks - And The Utter Lack Of Reason In The Kitchen - Have Delayed Human Development Longest And Impaired It Most.

Truth Is Only An Illusion We Have Forgotten Is An Illusion.

Let Thy Virtue Be Too High For The Familiarity Of Names, And If Thou Must Speak Of It, Be Not Ashamed To Stammer About It.

Pity Is The Most Agreeable Feeling Among Those Who Have Little Pride And No Prospects Of Great Conquests.

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

What The Father Kept Silent The Son Speaks Out.

I Love Him Who Liveth In Order To Know, And Seeketh To Know In Order That The Superman May Hereafter Live. Thus Seeketh He His Own Down-going.

This Is The Manner Of Noble Souls: They Do Not Want To Have Anything For Nothing; Least Of All, Life. Whoever Is Of The Mob Wants To Live For Nothing; We Others, However, To Whom Life Gave Itself, We Always Think About What We Might Best Give In Return... One Should Not Wish To Enjoy Where One Does Not Give Joy.

Most Thinkers Write Badly, Because They Communicate Not Only Their Thoughts, But Also The Thinking Of Them.

If One Uses One's Intellect To Become Master Over The Unlimited Emotions, It May Produce A Sorry And Diversionary Effect Upon The Intellect.

Men Submit From Habit To Everything That Seeks Power.

Judgments, Value Judgments Concerning Life, For Or Against, Can In The Last Resort Never Be True: They Possess Value Only As Symptoms, They Come Into Consideration Only As Symptoms - In Themselves Such Judgments Are Stupidities.

It Is Always Consoling To Think Of Suicide: In That Way One Gets Through Many A Bad Night.

The People We Keep Standing In The Anteroom Of Our Favor Either Start Fermenting Or Turn Sour.

Faith: Not Wanting To Know What Is True.

Historical Refutation As The Definitive Refutation.- In Former Times, One Sought To Prove That There Is No God - Today One Indicates How The Belief That There Is A God Arose And How This Belief Acquired Its Weight And Importance: A Counter-proof That There Is No God Thereby Becomes Superfluous.- When In Former Times One Had Refuted The 'proofs Of The Existence Of God' Put Forward, There Always Remained The Doubt Whether Better Proofs Might Not Be Adduced Than Those Just Refuted: In Those Days Atheists Did Not Know How To Make A Clean Sweep.

Nothing Has Been Purchased More Dearly Than The Little Bit Of Reason And Sense Of Freedom Which Now Constitutes Our Pride.

Enjoy Life. This Is Not A Dress Rehearsal.

I Need Solitude, Which Is To Say, Recovery, Return To My Self, The Breath Of A Free, Light, Playful Air.

We Are Praised Or Blamed, As The One Or The Other May Be Expedient, For Displaying To Advantage Our Power Of Discernment.

Those Who Create Are Hard Of Heart.

I Am Alone Again And I Want To Be So; Alone With The Pure Sky And Open Sea.

When A Hundred Men Stand Together, Each Of Them Loses His Mind And Gets Another One.

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

Fall Down Seven Times, Stand Up Eight. - Chinese Proverbwithout Music, Life Would Be A Mistake.

Thinking Evil Is Making Evil.

Nihilism: Any Aim Is Lacking, Any Answer To The Question "why" Is Lacking. What Does Nihilism Mean?--that The Supreme Values Devaluate Themselves.

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.

Folk Music Is The Original Melody Of Man; It Is The Musical Mirror Of The World.

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.

All Idealists Imagine That The Causes They Serve Are Fundamentally Better Than Any Other Causes In The World, And They Refuse To Believe That If Their Cause Is To Flourish At All It Requires Precisely The Same Foul-smelling Manure That Is Necessary To All Other Human Undertakings.

On The Rare Occasions When Our Dreams Succeed And Achieve Perfection - Most Dreams Are Bungled - The Are Symbolic Chains Of Scene And Images In Place Of A Narrative Poetic Language; They Circumscribe Our Experiences Or Expectations Or Situations With Such Poetic Boldness And Decisiveness That In The Morning We Are Always Amazed When We Remember Our Dreams.

Active, Successful Natures Act, Not According To The Maxim, "know Thyself," But As If Prompted By The Commandment: Will A Self, And So Become A Self.

Mankind Must Work Continually To Produce Individual Great Human Beings - This And Nothing Else Is The Task... For The Question Is This : How Can Your Life, The Individual Life, Retain The Highest Value, The Deepest Significance? Only By Living For The Good Of The Rarest And Most Valuable Specimens.

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 No Longer An Artist, He Has Become A Work Of Art.

Nothing On Earth Consumes A Man More Quickly Than The Passion Of Resentment.

Christianity Has A Hunter's Instinct For Finding Out All Those Who By One Means Or Another May Be Driven To Despair -although Only A Part Of Mankind Is Capable Of Such Despair. Christianity Lies In Wait For Such As Those And Pursues Them

Mistrust Those In Whom The Urge To Punish Is Strong.

The Best Author Will Be The One Who Is Ashamed To Become A Writer.

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.

Underneath The Reality In Which We Live And Have Our Being, Another Altogether Different Reality Lies Concealed.

Really Unreflective People Are Now Inwardly Without Christianity, And The More Moderate And Reflective People Of The Intellectual Middle Class Now Possess Only An Adapted, That Is To Say Marvelously Simplified Christianity. A God Who In His Love Arranges Everything In A Manner That In The End Will Be Best For Us; A God Who Gives To Us And Takes From Us Our Virtue And Our Happiness, So That As A Whole All Is Meet And Fit And There Is No Reason For Us To Take Life Sadly, Let Alone Exclaim Against It; In Short, Resignation And Modest Demands Elevated To Godhead

Verily, A Polluted Stream Is Man. One Must Actually Be A Sea To Take In A Polluted Stream Without Becoming Impure. Behold, I Teach You The Superman: He Is The This Sea, In Him Can Your Great Contempt Go Under.

He Who Strays From The Customary Becomes A Sacrifice To The Extraordinary; He Who Keeps To The Customary Becomes Its Slave. He Iscondemned To Perish In Either Case.

I Looked For Great Men, But All I Found Were The Apes Of Their Ideals.

He Who Has Always Spared Himself Much Will In The End Become Sickly Of So Much Consideration. Praised Be What Hardens!

Is Not Wounded Vanity The Mother Of All Tragedies?

To Experience A Thing As Beautiful Means: To Experience It Necessarily Wrongly.

Who Is Better, They Who Promote Truth Over Happiness, Or Happiness Over Truth?

Whoever Thought That He Had Understood Something Of Me Had Merely Construed Something Out Of Me, After His Own Image.

And You Tell Me, Friends, That There Is No Disputing Taste And Tasting? But All Life Is A Dispute Over Taste And Tasting!

Inexperienced Girls Flatter Themselves With The Notion That It Is In Their Power To Make A Man Happy.

Faced With A World Of "modern Ideas" Which Would Like To Banish Everyone Into A Corner And A "specialty," A Philosopher, If There Could Be A Philosopher These Days, Would Be Compelled To Establish The Greatness Of Mankind, The Idea Of "greatness," On The Basis Of His Own Particular Extensive Range And Multiplicity, His Own Totality In The Midst Of Diversity.

Reason Is The Cause Of Our Falsification Of The Evidence Of The Senses. In So Far As The Senses Show Becoming, Passing Away, Change, They Do Not Lie.

Speaking Of Georges Bizet: His Music Has The Tang Of Sunny Climates, Their Bracing Air, Their Clearness. It Voices A Sensibility Hitherto Unknown To Us.

The Strongest Knowledge (that Of The Total Freedom Of The Human Will) Is Nonetheless The Poorest In Successes: For It Always Has The Strongest Opponent, Human Vanity.

Forgetting: That Is A Divine Capacity. And Whoever Aspires To The Heights And Wants To Fly Must Cast Off Much That Is Heavy And Make Himself Light--i Call It A Divine Capacity For Lightness.

Whoever Turns Away From Us Might Not Offend Us In Doing So Perhaps, But He Certainly Offends Our Followers.

Our Crime Against Criminals Lies In The Fact That We Treat Them Like Rascals.

Not To Him Who Is Offensive To Us Are We Most Unfair, But To Him Who Doth Not Concern Us At All.

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.

Woman Learns To Hate To The Extent To Which Her Charms Decrease.

Let Them Like The Tibetans, Chew The Cud Of Their "om Mane Padme Hum" Innumerable Times, Or, As In Benares, Count The Name Of The God Ram-ram-ram (etc. With Or Without Charm) On Their Fingers; Or Honour Vishnu With His Thousand Names Of Invocation, Allah With His Ninety-nine; Or They May Make Use Of The Prayer-wheels And The Rosary: The Main Thing Is That They Are Settled Down For A Time At This Work And Are Tolerable To Look At. This Kind Of Prayer Has Been Invented For The Benefit Of The Pious Who Have Thought And Elevations Of Their Own.

Wisdom Sets Bounds Even To Knowledge.

Courage Is The Best Slayer - Courage Which Attacketh, For In Every Attack There Is The Sound Of Triumph.

Whoever Does Not Know How To Find The Way To His Ideal Lives More Frivolously And Impudently Than The Man Without An Ideal.

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

How Can A Man Know Himself? He Is A Thing Dark And Veiled; And If The Hare Has Seven Skins, Man Can Slough Off Seventy Times Seven And Still Not Be Able To Say: "this Is Really You, This Is No Longer Outer Shell.

Carlyle, A Man Of Strong Words And Attitudes, A Rhetorician Out Of Necessity, Constantly Aroused By The Craving For A Strong Faithas Well As By The Feeling Of An Incapacity For It (min This Respect A Typical Romantic!).... Fundamentally, Carlyle Is An English Atheist Who Makes It A Point Of Honor Not To Be One.

Everything Goes, Everything Comes Back; Eternally Rolls The Wheel Of Being. Everything Dies, Everything Blossoms Again; Eternally Runs The Year Of Being. Everything Breaks, Everything Is Joined Anew; Eternally The Same House Of Being Is Built. Everything Parts, Everything Greets Every Other Thing Again; Eternally The Ring Of Being Remains Faithful To Itself. In Every Now, Being Begins; Round Every Here Rolls The Sphere There. The Center Is Everywhere. Bent Is The Path Of Eternity.

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.

The Strong Individual Loves The Earth So Much He Lusts For Recurrence. He Can Smile In The Face Of The Most Terrible Thought: Meaningless, Aimless Existence Recurring Eternally. The Second Characteristic Of Such A Man Is That He Has The Strength To Recognize - And To Live With The Recognition - That The World Is Valueless In Itself And That All Values Are Human Ones. He Creates Himself By Fashioning His Own Values; He Has The Pride To Live By The Values He Wills.

Our Destiny Rules Over Us, Even When We Are Not Yet Aware Of It; It Is The Future That Makes Laws For Our Today.

He Who Knows Himself To Be Profound Endeavors To Be Clear; He Who Would Like To Appear Profound To The Crowd Endeavors To Be Obscure.

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.

Whoever Has Character Also Has His Typical Experience, Which Returns Over And Over Again.

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One Lives For The Day, One Lives Very Fast, One Lives Very Irresponsibly: Precisely This Is Called "freedom."

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There Are No Moral Phenomena At All, But Only A Moral Interpretation Of Phenomena.

Every Word Is A Preconceived Judgment.

The Job Of Rearing A Child Consists Of Making Conscious Activities Unconscious.

The Golden Age, When Rambunctious Spirits Were Regarded As The Source Of Evil.

Heaping Glowing Coals On Another Person's Head Is Usually Misunderstood And Comes To Nothing Because The Other Person Knows Just As Well That He Is In The Right And Has Also Given Some Thought On His Own Part To Heaping Coals.

The Word 'christianity' Is Already A Misunderstanding - In Reality There Has Been Only One Christian, And He Died On The Cross.

He Who Possesseth Little Is So Much The Less Possessed. Blessed Be Moderate Poverty!

We Are In The Greatest Danger Of Being Run Over When We Have Just Gotten Out Of The Way Of A Carriage.

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