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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.

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The Aphorism, The Apothegm,

Friedrich Nietzsche

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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.

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But Thus Do I Counsel You, My Friends: Distrust All In Whom The Impulse To Punish Is Powerful! Distrust All Those Who Talk Much Of Their Justice!

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.

He Who Has Attained The Freedom Of Reason To Any Extent Cannot, For A Long Time, Regard Himself Otherwise Than As A Wanderer On The Face Of The Earth - And Not Even As A Traveler Towards A Final Goal, For There Is No Such Thing. But He Certainly Wants To Observe And Keep His Eyes Open To Whatever Actually Happens In The World; Therefore He Cannot Attach His Heart Too Firmly To Anything Individual; He Must Have In Himself Something Wandering That Takes Pleasure In Change And Transitoriness.

This World Is The Will To Power And Nothing Besides!

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Was Mich Nicht Zugrunde Richtet, Macht Mich Starker.

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Your Soul Will Be Dead Even Before Your Body: Fear Nothing Further.

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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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One Pays Dearly For Being Immortal: One Must Die Many Times During His Life.

Many Writers Are Neither Spirit Nor Wine, But Rather Spirits- Of-wine: They Can Catch Fire, And Then They Give Off Heat.

I Am Not A Man, I Am Dynamite!

One Who Has A Why Can Endure Anyhow.

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The Higher Man Is Distinguished From The Lower By His Fearlessness And His Readiness To Challenge Misfortune.

Though The Favourites Of The Gods Die Young, They Also Live Eternally In The Company Of Gods

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.

Physical Strength

The Significance Of Language For The Evolution Of Culture Lies In This, That Mankind Set Up In Language A Separate World Beside The Other World, A Place It Took To Be So Firmly Set That, Standing Upon It, It Could Lift The Rest Of The World Off Its Hinges And Make Itself Master Of It. To The Extent That Man Has For Long Ages Believed In The Concepts And Names Of Things As In Aeternae Veritates He Has Appropriated To Himself That Pride By Which He Raised Himself Above The Animal: He Really Thought That In Language He Possessed Knowledge Of The World.

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.

What Else Is Love But Understanding And Rejoicing In The Fact That Another Person Lives Acts And Experiences Otherwise Than We Do?

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.

Only Where There Are Graves Are There Resurrections.

Idleness Is The Parent Of Psychology.

Whatever Does Not Kill Me Makes Me Stronger.

Inspirational Tattoo

You Shall Become The Person You Are.

Distance Running

One Must Not Let Oneself Be Misled: They Say 'judge Not!' But They Send To Hell Everything That Stands In Their Way.

No One Lies So Boldly As The Man Who Is Indignant.

All Of Life Is A Dispute Over Taste And Tasting.

Every Habit Makes Our Hand More Witty And Our Wit Less Handy.

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

Those Who Are Bent On Revolutionizing Society May Be Divided Into Those Who Seek Something For Themselves Thereby And Those Who Seek Something For Their Children And Grandchildren.

Those Who Create Are Hard Of Heart.

What Europe Owes To The Jews? - Many Things, Good And Bad, And Above All One Thing Of The Nature Both Of The Best And The Worst: The Grand Style In Morality, The Fearfulness And Majesty Of Infinite Demands, Of Infinite Significations, The Whole Romanticism And Sublimity Of Moral Questionableness - And Consequently Just The Most Attractive, Ensnaring, And Exquisite Element In Those Iridescences And Allurements To Life, In The Aftersheen Of Which The Sky Of Our European Culture, Its Evening Sky, Now Glows - Perhaps Glows Out.

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.

When I Was Twelve Years Old I Thought Up An Odd Trinity: Namely, God The Father, God The Son, And God The Devil. My Inference Wasthat God, In Contemplating Himself, Created The Second Person Of The Godhead; But That, In Order To Be Able To Contemplate Himself, He Had To Contemplate, And Thus To Create, His Opposite.--with This I Began To Do Philosophy.

The Courage Of All One Really Knows Comes But Late In Life.

The Drive Toward The Formation Of Metaphors Is The Fundamental Human Drive, Which One Cannot For A Single Instant Dispense With In Thought , For One Would Thereby Dispense With Man Himself.

Tolerance Is A Proof Of Distrust In One's Own Ideals.

Stupidity In A Woman Is Unfeminine.

A Refined Nature Is Vexed By Knowing That Some One Owes It Thanks, A Coarse Nature By Knowing That It Owes Thanks To Some One.

The Radical Hostility, The Deadly Hostility Against Sensuality, Is Always A Symptom To Reflect On: It Entitles Us To Suppositions Concerning The Total State Of One Who Is Excessive In This Manner.

Their Usual Mistaken Premise Is That They Affirm Some Consensus Among People, At Least Among Tame Peoples, Concerning Certain Moral Principles, And Then Conclude That These Principles Must Be Unconditionally Binding Also For You And Me-or Conversely, They See That Among Different Peoples Moral Valuations Are Necessarily Different And Infer From This That No Morality Is Binding-both Of Which Are Equally Childish.

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The Lack Of Closeness Among Friends Is A Fault That Cannot Be Reprimanded Without Becoming Incurable.

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

Weariness That Wants To Reach The Ultimate With One Leap, With One Fatal Leap, A Poor Ignorant Weariness That Does Not Want To Want Any More: This Created All Gods And Afterworlds.

One Day Soon You Will Meet A Man, And He Will Rise Like A Phoenix From The Ashes, And It Is My Greatest Hope That He Will Not Give You Syphilis.

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.

Sometimes It Just Takes Stronger Eyeglasses To Cure Those Who Are In Love--and Someone With The Ability To Imagine A Face Or A Figure Twenty Years Older Might Perhaps Pass Through Life Quite Undisturbed.

Man Is More Sensitive To The Contempt Of Others Than To Self-contempt.

War Has Always Been The Grand Sagacity Of Every Spirit Which Has Grown Too Inward And Too Profound; Its Curative Power Lies Even In The Wounds One Receives.

I Have Somehow Something Like "influence" ... In The Anti-semitic Correspondence ... My Name Is Mentioned In Almost Every Issue. Zarathustra ... Has Charmed The Anti-semites; There Is A Special Anti-semitic Interpretation Of It That Made Me Laugh Very Much.

You Must Await Your Thirst And Allow It To Become Complete: Otherwise You Will Never Discover Your Spring, Which Can Never Be Anyone Else's!

One Must Never Have Spared Oneself, One Must Have Acquired Hardness As A Habit To Be Cheerful And In Good Spirits In The Midst Of Nothing But Hard Truths.

In Every Philosophical School, Three Thinkers Succeed One Another In The Following Way: The First Produces Out Of Himself The Sapand Seed, The Second Draws It Out Into Threads And Spins A Synthetic Web, And The Third Waits In This Web For The Sacrificial Victims That Are Caught In It--and Tries To Live Off Philosophy.

And We Should Consider Every Day Lost On Which We Have Not Danced At Least Once. And We Should Call Every Truth False Which Was Not Accompanied By At Least One Laugh.

For Let Us Not Underestimate The Christian: The Christian, False To The Point Of Innocence, Is Far Above The Ape-regarding Christians, A Well Known Theory Of Descent Becomes A Mere Compliment.

The Most Intelligent Men, Like The Strongest, Find Their Happiness Where Others Would Find Only Disaster: In The Labyrinth, In Being Hard With Themselves And With Others, In Effort; Their Delight Is Self-mastery; In Them Asceticism Becomes Second Nature, A Necessity, As Instinct.

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