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The Desire To Create Continually Is Vulgar And Betrays Jealousy, Envy, Ambition. If One Is Something One Really Does Not Need To Make Anything --and One Nonetheless Does Very Much. There Exists Above The ''productive'' Man A Yet Higher Species.

-Friedrich Nietzsche

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The Desire To Create

Friedrich Nietzsche

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The Desire To Create Continually Is Vulgar And Betrays Jealousy, Envy, Ambition. If One Is Something One Really Does Not Need To Make Anything --and One Nonetheless Does Very Much. There Exists Above The ''productive'' Man A Yet Higher Species.

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Parasitism Is The Only Practice Of The Church; With Its Ideal Of Anaemia, Its Holiness, Draining All Blood, All Love, All Hope For Life; The Beyond As The Will To Negate Every Reality; The Cross As The Mark Of Recognition For The Most Subterranean Conspiracy That Ever Existed-against Health, Beauty, Whatever Has Turned Out Well, Courage, Spirit, Graciousness Of The Soul, Against Life Itself.

Is Wagner A Human Being At All? Is He Not Rather A Disease? He Contaminates Everything He Touches - He Has Made Music Sick.

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The Most Instructive Experiences Are Those Of Everyday Life.

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Pathetic Attitudes Are Not In Keeping With Greatness.

Madness Is The Result Not Of Uncertainty But Certainty.

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A Dionysian Life Task Needs The Hardness Of The Hammer And One Of Its First Essentials Is Without Doubt The Joy To Be Found Even In Destruction.

Better Know Nothing Than Half-know Many Things.

How Did Reason Come Into The World? As Is Fitting, In An Irrational Manner, By Accident. One Will Have To Guess At It As At A Riddle.

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Pity Makes Suffering Contagious.

In Every Ascetic Morality Man Worships A Part Of Himself As God And For That He Needs To Diabolize The Other Part.

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A Thought Comes When It Will, Not When I Will.

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A Very Popular Error: Having The Courage Of One's Convictions; Rather It Is A Matter Of Having The Courage For An Attack On One's Convictions.

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There Is A Universal Need To Exercise Some Kind Of Power, Or To Create For One's Self The Appearance Of Some Power, If Only Temporarily, In The Form Of Intoxication.

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This Is The Hardest Of All: To Close The Open Hand Out Of Love, And Keep Modest As A Giver.

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.

The Doer Is Merely A Fiction Added To The Deed ? The Deed Is Everything.

Cynicism Is The Only Form In Which Base Souls Approach Honesty.

Deep Is The Well Of Truth And Long Does It Take To Know What Has Fallen Into Its Depths.

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

Rash Actions Are Seldom Committed In Isolation. With The First Rash Action We Always Do Too Much. So We Usually Go On To Commit Asecond One--and Then We Do Too Little.

A Man Who Is Very Busy Seldom Changes His Opinions.

Watch Them Clamber, These Swift Monkeys! They Clamber Over One Another And Thus Drag One Another Into The Mud And The Depth. They All Want To Get To The Throne: That Is Their Madness — As If Happiness Sat On The Throne. Often, Mud Sits On The Throne — And Often The Throne Also On Mud. Mad They All Appear To Me, Clambering Monkeys And Overardent. Foul Smells Their Idol, The Cold Monster: Foul, They Smell To Me Altogether, These Idolators.

We Are Most Unfair To God; We Do Not Allow Him To Sin.

It Is A Self-deception Of Philosophers And Moralists To Imagine That They Escape Decadence By Opposing It. That Is Beyond Their Will; And, However Little They Acknowledge It, One Later Discovers That They Were Among The Most Powerful Promoters Of Decadence.

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You Must Be Ready To Burn Yourself In Your Own Flame; How Could You Rise Anew If You Have Not First Become Ashes?

Industriousness And Conscientiousness Are Often At Odds, Because Industriousness Wants To Pick The Still Sour Fruit From The Tree,while Conscientiousness Lets It Hang There Too Long, Until It Falls And Bruises.

The Reasons And Purposes For Habits Are Always Lies That Are Added Only After Some People Begin To Attack These Habits And To Ask For Reasons And Purposes. At This Point The Conservatives Of All Ages Are Thoroughly Dishonest: They Add Lies.

The Disappointed One Speaks. I Searched For Great Human Beings; I Always Found Only The Apes Of Their Ideals.

Sins Are Indispensable To Every Society Organized On An Ecclesiastical Basis; They Are The Only Reliable Weapons Of Power; The Priest Lives Upon Sins; It Is Necessary To Him That There Be Sinning.

Only Great Pain Is, As The Teacher Of Great Suspicion, The Ultimate Liberator Of The Spirit...i Doubt Whether Such Pain Improves Us-but I Do Know It Deepens Us.

The Same Passions In Man And Woman Nonetheless Differ In Tempo; Hence Man And Woman Do Not Cease Misunderstanding One Another.

One Who Dresses In Rags That Have Been Washed Clean Dresses Cleanly To Be Sure, But Raggedly Nonetheless.

When Virtue Has Slept It Will Arise More Vigorous.

And It Is The Great Noon When Man Stands At The Midpoint Of His Course Between Beast And Superman And Celebrates His Way To The Evening As His Highest Hope: For It Is The Way To A New Morning.

We Fear Our Neighbor's Hostile Mood Because We Are Afraid That This Mood Will Lead Him To Penetrate Our Secrets.

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.

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