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Unexplained, Obscure Matters Are Regarded As More Important Than Explained, Clear Ones.

I Notice That Autumn Is More The Season Of The Soul Than Of Nature.

Love Brings To Light The Lofty And Hidden Characteristics Of The Lover--what Is Rare And Exceptional In Him: To That Extent It Caneasily Be Deceptive With Respect To What Is Normal In Him.

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

Not Necessity, Not Desire - No, The Love Of Power Is The Demon Of Men. Let Them Have Everything - Health, Food, A Place To Live, Entertainment - They Are And Remain Unhappy And Low-spirited: For The Demon Waits And Waits And Will Be Satisfied.

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

To Die Proudly When It Is No Longer Possible To Live Proudly. Death Of One's Own Free Choice, Death At The Proper Time, With A Clear Head And With Joyfulness, Consummated In The Midst Of Children And Witnesses: So That An Actual Leave-taking Is Possible While He Who Is Leaving Is Still There.

Do Whatever You Will, But First Be Such As Are Able To Will.

Away From God And Gods Did This Will Lure Me: What Would There Be To Create If Gods Existed?

That Little Hypocrites And Half-crazed People Dare To Imagine That On Their Account The Laws Of Nature Are Constantly Broken; Such An Enhancement Of Every Kind Of Selfishness To Infinity, To Impudence, Cannot Be Branded With Sufficient Contempt. And Yet Christianity Owes Its Triumph To This Pitiable Flattery Of Personal Vanity.

Body Am I Entirely, And Nothing Else; And Soul Is Only A Word For Something About The Body.

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.

A Married Philosopher Belongs To Comedy.

Is Man Merely A Mistake Of God's? Or God Merely A Mistake Of Man?

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.

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.

The Poison By Which The Weaker Nature Is Destroyed Is Strengthening To The Strong Individual And He Does Not Call It Poison.

You Say That I Should Be Your Teacher! See To It That I Am Your Pinion And Not Your Brake.

There Is Nothing We Like To Communicate To Others As Much As The Seal Of Secrecy Together With What Lies Under It.

The Sexes Deceive Themselves About One Another: The Reason Being That At Bottom They Honor And Love Only Themselves (or Their Ownideal, To Express It More Agreeably). Thus Man Wants Woman To Be Peaceable--but Woman Is Essentially, Like The Cat, Not Peaceable, However Well She May Have Trained Herself To Assume The Appearance Of Peace.

Strong Currents Drag Many Stones And Bushes Along With Them, Strong Intellects Many Dense And Muddled Minds.

Your Educators Can Only Be Your Liberators.

Pity Makes Suffering Contagious.

We Operate With Nothing But Things Which Do Not Exist, With Lines, Planes, Bodies, Atoms, Divisible Time, Divisible Space - How Should Explanation Even Be Possible When We First Make Everything Into An Image, Into Our Own Image!

For A Significant Man Woman, The One Thought He Values Greatly, To The Laughter And Scorn Of Insignificant Men, Is A Key To Hidden Treasure Chambers; For Those Others, It Is Nothing But A Piece Of Old Iron.

Without Meaning, Without Substance, Without Aim: A Mere 'public Opinion'.

In The End Things Must Be As They Are And Have Always Been--the Great Things Remain For The Great, The Abysses For The Profound, The Delicacies And Thrills For The Refined, And, To Sum Up Shortly, Everything Rare For The Rare.

How Far Is Truth Susceptible Of Embodiment? That Is The Question, That Is The Experiment.

I Have Exposed Myself And Am Not Ashamed To Stand There Naked. "shame" Is What We Call The Monster That Attached Itself To Men When They Aspired Beyond The Animals.

Love, Too, Has To Be Learned.

There Is A Certain Right By Which We Many Deprive A Man Of Life, But None By Which We May Deprive Him Of Death; This Is Mere Cruelty.

We Should Conserve Evil Just As We Should Conserve The Forests. It Is True That By Thinning And Clearing The Forests The Earth Grew Warmer.

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.

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?

I Am Really Very, Very Tired Of Everything - More Than Tired.

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.

I Am Too Inquisitive, Too Skeptical, Too Arrogant, To Let Myself Be Satisfied With An Obvious And Crass Solution Of Things. God Is Such An Obvious And Crass Solution; A Solution Which Is A Sheer Indelicacy To Us Thinkers - At Bottom He Is Really Nothing But A Coarse Commandment Against Us: Ye Shall Not Think!

What If God Were Not Exactly Truth, And If This Could Be Proved? And If He Were Instead The Vanity, The Desire For Power, The Ambitions, The Fear, And The Enraptured And Terrified Folly Of Mankind?

Words Of Wisdom

It Is Not Conflict Of Opinions That Has Made History So Violent But Conflict Of Belief In Opinions, That Is To Say Conflict Of Convictions.

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.

You Implanted Your Highest Goal Into The Heart Of Those Passions: Then They Became Your Virtues And Joys.

The Surest Sign Of The Estrangement Of The Opinions Of Two Persons Is When They Both Say Something Ironical To Each Other And Neither Of Them Feels The Irony.

The Desire To Annoy No One, To Harm No One, Can Equally Well Be The Sign Of A Just As Of An Anxious Disposition.

Poets Are Shameless With Their Experiences: They Exploit Them.

Woman Was God's Second Mistake.

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

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

Has There Ever Been Anything Filthier On Earth Than The Saints In The Wilderness? Around Them Was Not Only The Devil Loose Around Them- But Also The Swine.

Was That Life? Well Then, Once More!

People Who Feel Insecure In Social Situations Never Miss A Chance To Exhibit Their Dominance Over Close, Submissive Friends, Whomthey Put Down Publicly, In Front Of Everyone--by Teasing, For Example.

I Have Learned To Walk: Ever Since, I Let Myself Run. I Have Learned To Fly: Ever Since, I Do Not Want To Be Pushed Before Moving Along.

We Criticize A Thinker More Acutely When He Advances A Proposition That Is Disagreeable To Us; And Yet It Would Be More Reasonableto Do So When His Proposition Is Agreeable To Us.

If A Man Wishes To Rid Himself Of A Feeling Of Unbearable Oppression, He May Have To Take Hashish.

But Every Soil Becomes Finally Exhausted, And The Ploughshare Of Evil Must Always Come Once More.

Pharisaism Is Not A Degeneration In A Good Man: A Large Portion Of It Is Rather The Condition Of All Being-good.

Unresolved Dissonances Between The Characters And Dispositions Of The Parents Continue To Reverberate In The Nature Of The Child And Make Up The History Of Its Inner Sufferings.

Not He Is Great Who Can Alter Matter, But He Who Can Alter My State Of Mind.

"belief In The Truth Commences With The Doubting Of All Those "truths" We Once Believed."

Love Is More Afraid Of Change Than Destruction.

Around The Hero Everything Turns Into A Tragedy, Around The Demigod, A Satyr-play, And Around God--what? Perhaps A "world"?

When Good Friends Praise A Gifted Person He Often Appears To Be Delighted With Them Out Of Politeness And Goodwill, But In Reality He Feels Indifferent.

I Have Found Strength Where One Does Not Look For It: In Simple, Mild, And Pleasant People, Without The Least Desire To Rule -- And, Conversely, The Desire To Rule Has Often Appeared To Me A Sign Of Inward Weakness: They Fear Their Own Slave Soul And Shroud It In A Royal Cloak (in The End, They Still Become The Slaves Of Their Followers, Their Fame, Etc.)

Courageous, Unconcerned, Scornful, Coercive - So Wisdom Wisheth Us; She Is A Woman, And Ever Loveth Only A Warrior.

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

A Sedentary Life Is The Real Sin Against The Holy Spirit. Only Those Thoughts That Come By Walking Have Any Value.

The Belief In Authority Is The Source Of Conscience; Which Is Therefore Not The Voice Of God In The Heart Of Man, But The Voice Of Some Men In Man.

One Does Not Only Wish To Be Understood When One Writes; One Wishes Just As Surely Not To Be Understood.

Do You Want To Have An Easy Life? Then Always Stay With The Herd And Lose Yourself In The Herd.

Losing Yourself

As Much As Possible, And This As Quickly As Possible: That Is What The Great Mental And Emotional Illness Craves That Is Variously Called "present" Or "culture," But That Is Actually A Symptom Of Consumption.

No Artist Will Tolerate The World For One Second As It Is.

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

We Praise Or Blame As One Or The Other Affords More Opportunity For Exhibiting Our Power Of Judgement.

All Sciences Are Now Under The Obligation To Prepare The Ground For The Future Task Of The Philosopher, Which Is To Solve The Problem Of Value, To Determine The True Hierarchy Of Values.

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

The God On The Cross Is A Curse On Life, A Signpost To Seek Redemption From Life; Dionysus Cut To Pieces Is A Promise Of Life: It Will Be Eternally Reborn And Return Again From Destruction

I Am No Man, I Am Dynamite.

Marriages That Made Out Of Love (so-called "love-matches") Have Error As Their Father And Misery (necessity) As Their Mother.

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

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

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.

The Trodden Worm Curls Up. This Testifies To Its Caution. It Thus Reduces Its Chances Of Being Trodden Upon Again. In The Language Of Morality: Humility.

A Man As He Ought To Be: That Sounds To Us As Insipid As "a Tree As It Ought To Be.

A Change Of Values - That Means, A Change Of The Creators Of Values. He Who Has To Be A Creator Always Has To Destroy.

Thoughts Are The Shadows Of Our Feelings - Always Darker, Emptier And Simpler.

Against War It May Be Said That It Makes The Victor Stupid And The Vanquished Revengeful.

Truths Are Illusions Of Which One Has Forgotten That They Are Illusions, Metaphors That Have Become Worn-out And Deprived Of Their Sensuous Force, Coins That Have Lost Their Imprint And Are Now No Longer Seen As Coins But As Metal.

What We Do In Dreams We Also Do When We Are Awake: We Invent And Fabricate The Person With Whom We Associate - And Immediately Forget We Have Done So.

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.

Genteel Women Suppose That Those Things Do Not Really Exist About Which It Is Impossible To Talk In Polite Company.

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

Just As Soon As We Notice That Someone Has To Force Himself To Pay Attention When Dealing And Talking With Us, We Have A Valid Demonstration That He Does Not Love Us Or That He Does Not Love Us Anymore.

All Contempt For The Sexual Life, All Denigration Under The Concept 'impure" Is The Essential Crime Against Life- Against The Holy Spirit Of Life".

The Sensible Author Writes For No Other Posterity Than His Own--that Is, For His Age--so As To Be Able Even Then To Take Pleasurein Himself.

All Truths Are Bloody Truths To Me.

He Who Cannot Give Anything Away Cannot Feel Anything Either.

In Loneliness, The Lonely One Eats Himself; In A Crowd, The Many Eat Him. Now Choose.

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.

The Command 'become Hard! ', The Deep Conviction That All Creators Are Hard, Is The Really Distinctive Sign Of A Dionysian Nature.

The Coward Does Not Know What It Means To Be Alone: An Enemy Is Always Standing Behind His Chair.

A Little Wisdom Is Indeed Possible; But This Blessed Security Have I Found In All Things, That They Prefer--to Dance On The Feet Of Chance.

All Names Of Good And Evil Are Images; They Do Not Speak Out, They Only Hint. He Is A Fool Who Seeks Knowledge From Them.

Here The Spirit Becomes A Lion Who Would Conquer His Freedom And Be Master… Who Is The Great Dragon Whom The Spirit Will No Longer Call Lord And Go? ‘thou Shalt’ Is The Name Of The Great Dragon. But The Spirit Of The Lion Says, ‘i Will.

Ah, Women. They Make The Highs Higher And The Lows More Frequent.

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

The Value Of A Man Can Only Be Measured With Regard To Other Men.

... Art Approaches As A Saving Sorceress, Expert At Healing. She Alone Knows How To Turn These Nauseous Thoughts About The Horror Or Absurdity Of Existence Into Notions With Which One Can Live.

Philosophers Are In The Habit Of Setting Themselves Before Life And Experience.

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

Lift Up Your Hearts, My Brothers, High, Higher! And Don't Forget About Your Legs Either! Lift Up Your Legs As Well, You Good Dancers, And Better Yet--stand Also On Your Heads!

Robinson Had A Servant Even Better Than Friday: His Name Was Crusoe.

If It Is True To Say Of The Lazy That They Kill Time, Then It Is Greatly To Be Feared That An Era Which Sees Its Salvation In Public Opinion, This Is To Say Private Laziness, Is A Time That Really Will Be Killed: I Mean That It Will Be Struck Out Of The History Of The True Liberation Of Life. How Reluctant Later Generations Will Be To Have Anything To Do With The Relics Of An Era Ruled, Not By Living Men, But By Pseudo-men Dominated By Public Opinion.

The Great Man... Is Colder, Harder, Less Hesitating, And Without Fear Of 'opinion'; He Lacks The Virtues That Accompany Respect And 'respectability,' And Altogether Everything That Is The 'virtue Of The Herd.' If He Cannot Lead, He Goes Alone... He Knows He Is Incommunicable: He Finds It Tasteless To Be Familiar... When Not Speaking To Himself, He Wears A Mask. There Is A Solitude Within Him That Is Inaccessible To Praise Or Blame.

I Do Not Mean To Moralise But To Those Who Do, I Would Give This Advice : If You Mean Ultimately To Deprive The Best Things And States Of All All Honour And Worth Then Continue To Talk About Them As You Have Been Doing!

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

No Shepherd And One Herd! Everybody Wants The Same, Everybody Is The Same: Whoever Feels Different Goes Voluntarily Into A Madhouse.

They Climb The Mountain Like Beasts, Stupid And Sweating; It Seems That No One Bothered To Tell Them That There Are Beautiful Vistas Along The Way.

The Shortest Route Is Not The Most Direct One, But Rather The One Where The Most Favorable Winds Swell Our Sails:mthat Is The Lesson That Seafarers Teach. Not To Abide By This Lesson Is To Be Obstinate: Here, Firmness Of Character Is Tainted With Stupidity.

One Must Separate From Anything That Forces One To Repeat No Again And Again.

Again And Again

If You Go To See The Woman, Do Not Forget The Whip.

Energy Wasted On Negative Ends.

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

Warfare Is The Father Of All Good Things, It Is Also The Father Of Good Prose!

To See Others Suffer Does One Good, To Make Others Suffer Even More: This Is A Hard Saying But An Ancient, Mighty, Human, All-too-human Principle [....] Without Cruelty There Is No Festival.

In Short, Then, The Religious Cult Is Based Upon The Representations Of Sorcery Between Man And Man, And The Sorcerer Is Older Than The Priest.

The Irrationality Of A Thing Is No Argument Against Its Existence, Rather A Condition Of It.

For Both Parties In A Controversy, The Most Disagreeable Way Of Retaliating Is To Be Vexed And Silent; For The Aggressor Usually Regards The Silence As A Sign Of Contempt.

Without Myth, However, Every Culture Loses Its Healthy Creative Natural Power: It Is Only A Horizon Encompassed With Myth That Rounds Off To Unity A Social Movement.

Metaphysical World.- It Is True, There Could Be A Metaphysical World; The Absolute Possibility Of It Is Hardly To Be Disputed. We Behold All Things Through The Human Head And Cannot Cut Off This Head; While The Question Nonetheless Remains What Of The World Would Still Be There If One Had Cut It Off.

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.

For Such Is Man: A Theological Dogma Might Be Refuted To Him A Thousand Times - Provided However, That He Had Need Of It, He Would Again And Again Accept It As True. Belief Is Always Most Desired, Most Pressingly Needed Where There Is A Lack Of Will. Fanaticism Is The Sole "volitional Strength" To Which The Weak And Irresolute Can Be Excited, As A Sort Of Hypnotising Of The Entire Sensory-intellectual System.

The Most Vulnerable And Yet Most Unconquerable Of Things Is Human Vanity; Nay, Through Being Wounded Its Strength Increases And Can Grow To Giant Proportions.

If God Had Wanted To Become An Object Of Love, He Would First Of All Have Had To Forgo Judging And Justice : A Judge, And Even A Gracious Judge, Is No Object Of Love.

My Time Has Not Yet Come Either; Some Are Born Posthumously.

The One Conclusive Argument That Has At All Times Discouraged People From Drinking A Poison Is Not That It Kills But Rather That It Tastes Bad.

Should Not The Giver Be Thankful That The Receiver Received? Is Not Giving A Need? Is Not Receiving, Mercy?

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

I Know No Other Way To Associate With Great Tasks Than As Play: As A Sign Of Greatness, This Is An Essential Presupposition.

You Are Treading The Path To Your Greatness: No One Shall Follow You Here! Your Passage Has Effaced The Path Behind You, And Above That Path Stands Written: Impossibility.

The Growth Of Wisdom May Be Gauged Exactly By The Diminution Of Ill-temper.

There Is In General Good Reason To Suppose That In Several Respects The Gods Could All Benefit From Instruction By Us Human Beings. We Humans Are - More Humane.

We Are Responsible To Ourselves For Our Own Existence; Consequently We Want To Be The True Helmsman Of This Existence And Refuse To Allow Our Existence To Resemble A Mindless Act Of Chance.

If Ye Would Go Up High, Then Use Your Own Legs! Do Not Get Yourselves Carried Aloft; Do Not Seat Yourselves On Other People's Backs And Heads!

In Russia There Is An Emigration Of Intelligence: émigrés Cross The Frontier In Order To Read And To Write Good Books. But In Doing So They Contribute To Making Their Fatherland, Abandoned By Spirit, Into The Gaping Jaws Of Asia That Would Like To Swallow Our Little Europe.

It Is Only Because Man Believes Himself To Be Free, Not Because He Is Free, That He Experiences Remorse And Pricks Of Conscience.

One Is Not Converted To Christianity; One Must Be Morbid Enough For It.

The Transition From Religion To Scientific Contemplation Is A Violent, Dangerous Leap, Which Is Not To Be Recommended. In Order To Make This Transition, Art Is Far Rather To Be Employed To Relieve The Mind Overburdened With Emotions. Out Of The Illogical Comes Much Good. It Is So Firmly Rooted In The Passions, In Language, In Art, In Religion, And Generally In Everything Which Gives Value To Life. It Is Only The Naive People Who Can Believe That The Nature Of Man Can Be Changed Into A Purely Logical One. We Have Yet To Learn That Others Can Suffer, And This Can Never Be Completely Learned.

The Living Is Merely A Type Of What Is Dead, And A Very Rare Type.

Assuming That Rapture Is Nature's Play With Man, The Dionysian Artist's Creative Activity Is The Play With Rapture.

He Who Speaks A Bit Of A Foreign Language Has More Delight In It Than He Who Speaks It Well; Pleasure Goes Along With Superficial Knowledge.

It Is Absolutely Impossible For A Subject To See Or Have Insight Into Something While Leaving Itself Out Of The Picture, So Impossible That Knowing And Being Are The Most Opposite Of All Spheres.

The Great Works Are Produced In Such An Ecstasy Of Love That They Must Always Be Unworthy Of It, However Great Their Worth Otherwise.

Once Upon A Time, In Some Out Of The Way Corner Of That Universe Which Is Dispersed Into Numberless Twinkling Solar Systems, There Was A Star Upon Which Clever Beasts Invented Knowing.

A Nation That Still Believes In Itself Holds Fast To Its Own God.

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.

The Most Dangerous Physicians Are Those Born Actors Who Imitate Born Physicians With A Perfectly Deceptive Guile.

A Matter That Becomes Clear Ceases To Concern Us.

One Receives As Reward For Much Ennui, Despondency, Boredom -such As A Solitude Without Friends, Books, Duties, Passions Must Bring With It -those Quarter-hours Of Profoundest Contemplation Within Oneself And Nature. He Who Completely Entrenches Himself Against Boredom Also Entrenches Himself Against Himself: He Will Never Get To Drink The Strongest Refreshing Draught From His Own Innermost Fountain.

No Victor Believes In Chance.

It Is A Prejudice To Think That Morality Is More Favourable To The Development Of Reason Than Immorality.

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

Towards Gnats And Fleas We Should Show No Pity. We Would Do Right To Hang Petty Thieves, Petty Calumniators, And Slanderers.

Every Word Is A Prejudice.

What A Dissimilarity We See In Walking, Swimming, And Flying. And Yet It Is One And The Same Motion: It Is Just That The Load- Bearing Capacity Of The Earth Differs From That Of The Water, And That That Of The Water Differs From That Of The Air! Thus We Should Also Learn To Fly As Thinkers--and Not Imagine That We Are Thereby Becoming Idle Dreamers!

What Was A Lie In The Father Becomes A Conviction In The Son.

It Is, Indeed, A Fact That, In The Midst Of Society And Sociability Every Evil Inclination Has To Place Itself Under Such Great Restraint, Don So Many Masks, Lay Itself So Often On The Procrustean Bed Of Virtue, That One Could Well Speak Of A Martyrdom Of The Evil Man. In Solitude All This Falls Away. He Who Is Evil Is At His Most Evil In Solitude: Which Is Where He Is At His Best - And Thus To The Eye Of Him Who Sees Everywhere Only A Spectacle Also At His Most Beautiful.

Distrust All In Whom The Impulse To Punish Is Powerful.

A Degree Of Culture, And Assuredly A Very High One, Is Attained When Man Rises Above Superstitions And Religious Notions And Fears, And, For Instance, No Longer Believes In Guardian Angels Or In Original Sin, And Has Also Ceased To Talk Of The Salvation Of His Soul.

Mastery.- We Have Reached Mastery When We Neither Mistake Nor Hesitate In The Achievement.

That Which An Age Considers Evil Is Usually An Unseasonable Echo Of What Was Formerly Considered Good - The Atavism Of An Old Ideal.

A Man Far Oftener Appears To Have A Decided Character From Persistently Following His Temperament Than From Persistently Following His Principles.

There Are Two Different Types Of People In The World, Those Who Want To Know, And Those Who Want To Believe.

We Count The Courtesies Accorded Us By Unpopular People As Offenses.

What Good Is All This Free-thinking, Modernity, And Turncoat Flexibility If At Some Gut Level You Are Still A Christian, A Catholic, And Even A Priest!

I Love Him Who Justifieth The Future Ones, And Redeemeth The Past Ones: For He Is Willing To Succumb Through The Present Ones.

Sharp And Mild, Dull And Keen, Well Known And Strange, Dirty And Clean, Where Both The Fool And Wise Are Seen: All This Am I, Have Ever Been, - In Me Dove, Snake And Swine Convene!

The Hour-hand Of Life --- Life Consists Of Rare, Isolated Moments Of The Greatest Significance, And Of Innumerably Many Intervals, During Which At Best The Silhouettes Of Those Moments Hover About Us. Love, Springtime, Every Beautiful Melody, Mountains, The Moon, The Sea - All These Speak Completely To The Heart But Once, If In Fact They Ever Do Get A Chance To Speak Completely. For Many Men Do Not Have Those Moments At All, And Are Themselves Intervals And Intermissions In The Symphony Of Real Life.

Only Sick Music Makes Money Today.

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

A Few Hours Of Mountain Climbing Make A Blackguard And A Saint Two Rather Similar Creatures.

Your Enemy Shall Ye Seek; Your War Shall Ye Wage, And For The Sake Of Your Thoughts! And If Your Thoughts Succumb, Your Uprightness Shall Still Shout Triumph Thereby!

Assuming That We Have Trained Our Imagination To Denounce The Past, We Will Not Suffer Much From Unfulfilled Wishes.

I Love Him Who Chasteneth His God, Because He Loveth His God: For He Must Succumb Through The Wrath Of His God.

Anecdote: Greatness Means Leading The Way. No Stream Is Large And Copious Of Itself, But Becomes Great By Receiving And Leading On So Many Tributary Streams. It Is So, Also, With All Intellectual Greatness, It Is Only A Question Of Someone Indicating The Direction To Be Followed By So Many Affluent; Not Whether He Was Richly Or Poorly Gifted Originally.

One Man Runs To His Neighbor Because He Is Looking For Himself, And Another Because He Wants To Loose Himself. Your Bad Love Of Yourselves Makes Solitude A Prison For You.

There Is A Great Ladder Of Religious Cruelty, And, Of Its Many Rungs, Three Are The Most Important. People Used To Make Human Sacrifices To Their God, Perhaps Even Sacrificing Those They Loved The Best ... Then, During The Moral Epoch Of Humanity, People Sacrificed The Strongest Instincts They Had, Their 'nature,' To Their God... Finally: What Was Left To Be Sacrificed? ... Didn't People Have To Sacrifice God Himself And Worship Rocks, Stupidity, Gravity, Fate, Or Nothingness Out Of Sheer Cruelty To Themselves?

With Deep Men, As With Deep Wells, It Takes A Long Time For Anything That Falls Into Them To Hit Bottom. Onlookers, Who Almost Never Wait Long Enough, Readily Suppose That Such Men Are Callous And Unresponsive--or Even Boring.

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

All Human Life Is Sunk Deep In Untruth; The Individual Cannot Pull It Out Of This Well Without Growing Profoundly Annoyed With His Entire Past, Without Finding His Present Motives (like Honor) Senseless, And Without Opposing Scorn And Disdain To The Passions That Urge One On To The Future And To The Happiness In It.

I Love Him Whose Soul Is So Overfull That He Forgetteth Himself, And All Things Are In Him: Thus All Things Become His Down-going.

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

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.

We Find Nothing Easier Than Being Wise, Patient, Superior. We Drip With The Oil Of Forbearance And Sympathy, We Are Absurdly Just, We Forgive Everything. For That Very Reason We Ought To Discipline Ourselves A Little; For That Very Reason We Ought To Cultivate A Little Emotion, A Little Emotional Vice, From Time To Time. It May Be Hard For Us; And Among Ourselves We May Perhaps Laugh At The Appearance We Thus Present. But What Of That! We No Longer Have Any Other Mode Of Self-overcoming Available To Us: This Is Our Asceticism, Our Penance.

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.

Ultimately, It Is The Desire, Not The Desired, That We Love.

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

You Must Climb Above Yourself-up And Beyond, Until You Have Even Your Stars Under You.

Everything In The World Displeases Me: But, Above All, My Displeasure In Everything Displeases Me.

Dissatisfaction

What Then In The Last Resort Are The Truths Of Mankind? They Are The Irrefutable Errors Of Mankind.

The Essence Of All Beautiful Art, All Great Art, Is Gratitude.

Wisdom Sets Bounds Even To Knowledge.

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