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There Is Nothing That Has Caused Me To Meditate More On Plato's Secrecy And Sphinx-like Nature, Than The Happily Preserved Petit Fait That Under The Pillow Of His Death-bed There Was Found No 'bible,' Nor Anything Egyptian, Pythagorean, Or Platonic - But A Book Of Aristophanes. How Could Even Plato Have Endured Life - A Greek Life Which He Repudiated - Without An Aristophanes!

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Friedrich Nietzsche

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There Is Nothing That Has Caused Me To Meditate More On Plato's Secrecy And Sphinx-like Nature, Than The Happily Preserved Petit Fait That Under The Pillow Of His Death-bed There Was Found No 'bible,' Nor Anything Egyptian, Pythagorean, Or Platonic - But A Book Of Aristophanes. How Could Even Plato Have Endured Life - A Greek Life Which He Repudiated - Without An Aristophanes!

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Moderation Sees Itself As Beautiful; It Is Unaware That In The Eye Of The Immoderate It Appears Black And Sober And Consequently Ugly-looking.

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It Is Certain That The Jew, If He Desired-or If They Were Driven To It, As The Antisemites Seem To Wish-could Now Have The Ascendancy, Nay, Literally The Supremacy, Over Europe; That They Are Not Working Or Planning For That End Is Equally Sure... The Resourcefulness Of The Modern Jews, Both In Mind And Soul, Is Extraordinary.

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

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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.

Higher Than "thou Shalt" Stands "i Will" (the Heroes), And Higher Than "i Will" Stands "i Am" (the Greek Gods).

When Art Dresses Itself In The Most Worn-out Material It Is Most Easily Recognized As Art.

Liberalism Is The Transformation Of Mankind Into Cattle.

In The Last Analysis, Even The Best Man Is Evil: In The Last Analysis, Even The Best Woman Is Bad.

And Many Such Good Inventions Are There, That They Are Like Woman's Breasts: Useful At The Same Time, And Pleasant.

Your Educators Can Only Be Your Liberators.

The Happiness Of Man Is: I Will. The Happiness Of Woman Is: He Wills. 'behold , Just Now The World ... Entire Love. And Woman Must Obey And Find A Depth For Her Surface. Surface Is The Disposition Of Woman: A Mobile, Stormy Film Over Shallow Water. Man's Disposition, However, Is Deep; His River Roars In Subterranean Caves: Woman Feels His Strength But Does Not Comprehend It.

Many Brief Follies--that Is What You Call Love. And Your Marriage Puts An End To Many Brief Follies, With A Single Long Stupidity.

Few Serve Truth In Truth Because Only Few Have The Pure Will To Be Just, And Of Those Again Very Few Have The Strength To Be Just.

My Abyss Speaks, I Have Turned My Ultimate Depth Inside Out Into The Light.

The Most Perfidious Way Of Harming A Cause Consists Of Defending It Deliberately With Faulty Arguments.

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.

A Refined Soul Is Distressed To Know That Someone Owes It Thanks; A Crude Soul, To Know That It Owes Someone Thanks.

In Every Real Man A Child Is Hidden That Wants To Play.

Was Aus Liebe Getan Wird, Geschieht Immer Jenseits Von Gut Und Böse. (what Is Done Out Of Love Always Takes Place Beyond Good And Evil.)

Is Man God's Biggest Blunder, Or Is Man's God?

Our Greatest Experiences Are Our Quietest Moments.

What An Age Experiences As Evil Is Usually An Untimely Reverberation Echoing What Was Previously Experienced As Good--the Atavismof An Older Ideal.

Nobody Can Build The Bridge For You To Walk Across The River Of Life, No One But You Yourself Alone. There Are, To Be Sure, Countless Paths And Bridges And Demi-gods Which Would Carry You Across This River; But Only At The Cost Of Yourself; You Would Pawn Yourself And Lose. There Is In The World Only One Way, On Which Nobody Can Go, Except You: Where Does It Lead? Do Not Ask, Go Along With It.

... 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.

It Is Not In Our Hands To Prevent Our Birth; But We Can Correct This Mistake - For In Some Cases It Is A Mistake.

He Has Drawn Back, Only In Order To Have Enough Room For His Leap

Do You Suppose That Sacrifice Is The Hallmark Of Moral Action?--just Stop To Consider Whether Sacrifice Is Not Involved In Every Action That Is Done With Deliberation, The Worst As Well As The Best.

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

The Advocates Of A Criminal Are Seldom Artists Enough To Turn The Beautiful Terribleness Of The Deed To The Advantage Of The Doer.

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.

The Criminal Type Is The Type Of The Strong Human Being Under Unfavorable Circumstances: A Strong Human Being Made Sick.

The Will To Truth Is Merely The Longing For A Stable World.

There Exists Above The "productive" Man A Yet Higher Species.

There Is Not Sufficient Religion In The World Merely To Put An End To The Number Of Religions.

Ye Are Ugly? Well Then, My Brethren, Take The Sublime About You, The Mantle Of The Ugly!

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

Pardon Me, My Friends, I Have Ventured To Paint My Happiness On The Wall.

It Is Certainly Not The Least Charm Of A Theory That It Is Refutable.

Did You Ever Say Yes To A Pleasure? Oh My Friends, Then You Also Said Yes To All Pain. All Things Are Linked, Entwined, In Love With One Another.

He Turns All Of His Injuries Into Strengths, That Which Does Not Kill Him Makes Him Stronger, He Is Superman.

Perhaps Man Will Rise Ever Higher As Soon As He Ceases To Flow Out Into A God.

History Belongs Above All To The Man...who Needs Models, Teachers, Comforters And Cannot Find Them Among His Contemporaries.

If You Buy The Why, The How Is Infinitely Bearable

The Essential Thing ‘in Heaven And Earth’ Is That There Should Be A Long Obedience In The Same Direction; There Thereby Results, And Has Always Resulted In The Long Run, Something Which Has Made Life Worth Living.

Where I Found The Living, There I Found The Will To Power; Even In The Will Of Servants I Found The Will To Be Master.

Sleep Is No Mean Art.

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.

The Earth Has Become Small, And On It Hops The Last Man, Who Makes Everything Small. His Race Can No More Be Exterminated Than The Flea Can Be. The Last Man Lives The Longest.

O Voltaire! O Humanity! O Idiocy! There Is Something Ticklish In "the Truth," And In The Search For The Truth; And If Man Goes About It Too Humanely-"il Ne Cherche Le Vrai Que Pour Faire Le Bien"-i Wager He Finds Nothing!

The Life Of The Enemy . Whoever Lives For The Sake Of Combating An Enemy Has An Interest In The Enemy's Staying Alive.

Ultimately, No One Can Extract From Things, Books Included, More Than He Already Knows.

You Have Your Way. I Have My Way. As For The Right Way, The Correct Way, And The Only Way, It Does Not Exist.

We Must Take Precautions Against Being Prematurely Honed Sharp--since At The Same Time We Are Being Prematurely Honed Thin.

It Is Certainly Not The Least Charm Of A Theory That It Is Refutable; It Is Precisely Thereby That It Attracts The More Subtle Minds. It Seems That The Hundred-times-refuted Theory Of The "free Will" Owes Its Persistence To This Charm Alone; Some One Is Always Appearing Who Feels Himself Strong Enough To Refute It.

The Greater The Obstacle The More Glory In Overcoming It. - What Does Not Destroy Makes Me Stronger.

I Teach You The Overman. Man Is Something Which Shall Be Surpassed.

You Gave Him An Opportunity Of Showing Greatness Of Character And He Did Not Seize It. He Will Never Forgive You For That.

Under Peaceful Conditions A Warlike Man Sets Upon Himself.

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.

Like The Creatures Of The Forest And The Sea, I Love To Lose Myself For A While.

I Teach The No To All That Makes Weak--that Exhausts. I Teach The Yes To All That Strengthens, That Stores Up Strength, That Pride.

Unconsciously We Seek The Principles And Opinions Which Are Suited To Our Temperament, So That At Last It Seems As If These Principles And Opinions Had Formed Our Character And Given It Support And Stability.

Every Tradition Grows Continually More Venerable, And The More Remote Its Origins, The More This Is Lost Sight Of. The Veneration Paid The Tradition Accumulates From Generation To Generation, Until It At Last Becomes Holy And Excites Awe.

A Good Seat On A Horse Steals Away Your Opponent's Courage And Your Onlooker's Heart-what Reason Is There To Attack? Sit Like One Who Has Conquered?

Love And Hatred Are Not Blind, But Are Blinded By The Fire They Bear Within Themselves.

One Is Proud To Worship When He Cannot Be An Idol.

The Lie Is A Condition Of Life.

The Surest Aid In Combating The Male's Disease Of Self-contempt Is To Be Loved By A Clever Woman.

Without Music, Life Would Be An Error. The German Imagines Even God Singing Songs

O, What Nowadays Does Science Not Conceal! How Much, At Least, It Is Meant To Conceal!

I Believe Only In French Culture And Consider Everything In Europe That Calls Itself 'culture' A Misunderstanding, Not To Speak Of German Culture.

O Sancta Simplicitas! What Strange Simplification And Falsification Mankind Lives On! One Can Never Cease To Marvel Once One Has Acquired Eyes For This Marvel! How We Have Made Everything Around Us Bright And Free And Easy And Simple! How We Have Known How To Bestow On Our Senses A Passport To Everything Superficial, On Our Thoughts A Divine Desire For Wanton Gambling And False Conclusions! - How We Have From The Very Beginning Understood How To Retain Our Ignorance So As To Enjoy An Almost Inconceivable Freedom, Frivolity, Impetuosity, Bravery, Cheerfulness Of Life, So As To Enjoy Life!

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

One Is Honest About Oneself Either With A Sense Of Shame Or With Vanity.

Verily, I Do Not Like Them, The Merciful Who Feel Blessed In Their Pity: They Are Lacking Too Much In Shame. If I Must Pity, At Least I Do Not Want It Known; And If I Do Pity, It Is Preferably From A Distance.

Our Knowledge Will Take Its Revenge On Us, Just As Ignorance Exacted Its Revenge During The Middle Ages.

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

Instinct. When The House Burns One Forgets Even Lunch. Yes, But One Eats It Later In The Ashes.

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.

I Know My Fate. One Day My Name Will Be Associated With The Memory Of Something Tremendous — A Crisis Without Equal On Earth, The Most Profound Collision Of Conscience, A Decision That Was Conjured Up Against Everything That Had Been Believed, Demanded, Hallowed So Far. I Am No Man, I Am Dynamite.

Man Does Not Strive For Happiness; Only The Englishman Does That.

One Must Still Have Chaos In Oneself To Be Able To Give Birth To A Dancing Star.

Is It Not Better To Fall Into The Hands Of A Murderer, Than Into The Dreams Of A Lustful Woman?

I Have Not The Capability To Give You My Loyalty, Nor Do I Have The Vanity To Appear As If I Did.

I Am A Prelude To Better Players, O My Brothers! An Example! Follow My Example!

The Greatest Cure For Love Is Still That Time Honoured Medicine - Love Returned.

The Enormous Expectation Having To Do With Sexual Love And The Shame Involved In This Expectation Degrades All A Woman's Perspectives From The Start.

In The End One Only Experiences Oneself.

I Fear That, With Our Current Veneration For The Natural And The Real, We Have Arrived At The Opposite Pole To All Idealism, And Have Landed In The Region Of The Waxworks.

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.

The Melancholia Of Everything Completed!

The Author Must Keep His Mouth Shut When His Work Starts To Speak.

We Ought To Fear A Man Who Hates Himself, For We Are At Risk Of Becoming Victims Of His Anger And Revenge. Let Us Then Try To Lure Him Into Self-love.

I Love The Valiant; But It Is Not Enough To Wield A Broadsword, One Must Also Know Against Whom.

A Good Aphorism Is Too Hard For The Tooth Of Time, And Is Not Worn Away By All The Centuries, Although It Serves As Food For Every Epoch. Hence It Is The Greatest Paradox In Literature, The Imperishable In The Midst Of Change, The Nourishment Which Always Remains Highly Valued, As Salt Does, And Never Becomes Stupid Like Salt.

A Woman Does Not Want The Truth; What Is Truth To Women? From The Beginning, Nothing Has Been More Alien, Repugnant, And Hostile To Woman Than The Truth - Her Great Art Is The Lie, Her Highest Concern Is Mere Appearance And Beauty.

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.

Every Attainment, Every Step Forward In Knowledge, Follows From Courage, From Hardness Against Oneself, From Cleanliness In Relation To Oneself.

Desire Is Happiness: Satisfaction As Happiness Is Merely The Ultimate Moment Of Desire. To Be Wish And Wish Alone Is Happiness, And A New Wish Over And Over Again.

There Is An Innocence In Lying Which Is The Sign Of Good Faith In A Cause.

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