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There Is Nothing Very Odd About Lambs Disliking Birds Of Prey, But This Is No Reason For Holding It Against Large Birds Of Prey That They Carry Off Lambs. And When The Lambs Whisper Among Themselves, "these Birds Of Prey Are Evil, And Does This Not Give Us A Right To Say That Whatever Is The Opposite Of A Bird Of Prey Must Be Good," There Is Nothing Intrinsically Wrong With Such An Argument-though The Birds Of Prey Will Look Somewhat Quizzically And Say, We Have Nothing Against These Good Lambs; In Fact, We Love Them; Nothing Tastes Better Than A Tender Lamb.

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Friedrich Nietzsche

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There Is Nothing Very Odd About Lambs Disliking Birds Of Prey, But This Is No Reason For Holding It Against Large Birds Of Prey That They Carry Off Lambs. And When The Lambs Whisper Among Themselves, "these Birds Of Prey Are Evil, And Does This Not Give Us A Right To Say That Whatever Is The Opposite Of A Bird Of Prey Must Be Good," There Is Nothing Intrinsically Wrong With Such An Argument-though The Birds Of Prey Will Look Somewhat Quizzically And Say, We Have Nothing Against These Good Lambs; In Fact, We Love Them; Nothing Tastes Better Than A Tender Lamb.

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Men Are Cowards When It Comes To The "eternally Feminine": And The Little Women Know It.

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

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What Is Happening To Me Happens To All Fruits That Grow Ripe. It Is The Honey In My Veins That Makes My Blood Thicker, And My Soul Quieter.

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Most People Are Far Too Much Occupied With Themselves To Be Malicious.

The Discipline Of Suffering, Of Great Suffering - Do You Not Know That It Is This Discipline Alone That Has Produced All The Elevations Of Humanity So Far?

Go Up Close To Your Friend, But Do Not Go Over To Him! We Should Also Respect The Enemy In Our Friend.

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

Man, A Hybrid Of Plant And Ghost.

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Not Contentment, But More Power; Not Peace At Any Price, But War; Not Virtue, But Efficiency (virtue In The Renaissance Sense, Virtu , Virtue Free Of Moral Acid).

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If You Are Considering Marriage, Ask Yourself One Question: Will I Still Enjoy Talking With Her When I'm Old?

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Take A Chance And Try My Fare! It Will Grow On You, I Swear; Soon It Will Taste Good To You!

One Often Contradicts An Opinion When What Is Uncongenial Is Really The Tone In Which It Was Conveyed.

Death. The Certain Prospect Of Death Could Sweeten Every Life With A Precious And Fragrant Drop Of Levity- And Now You Strange Apothecary Souls Have Turned It Into An Ill-tasting Drop Of Poison That Makes The Whole Of Life Repulsive.

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I Shall Repeat A Hundred Times; We Really Ought To Free Ourselves From The Seduction Of Words!

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We Talk About Taking "pleasure In A Thing": But In Truth It Is Pleasure In Ourselves, Mediated By A Thing.

Being Human Is A Complicated Gig. So Give That Ol' Dark Night Of The Soul A Hug. Howl The Eternal Yes!

However Much We May Feel For The Misery Of Someone Close To Us, We Always Act With Some Artificiality In Their Presence. We Hold-back From Telling Them Everything We Think, Often Because We Do Not Genuinely Mean What We Say; Or Because We Take A Pleasure In Their Plight, Thankful That We Are Not Affected.

The Most Common Lie Is That Which One Lies To Himself; Lying To Others Is Relatively An Exception.

Your Educators Can Only Be Your Liberators.

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.

Dancing In All Its Forms Cannot Be Excluded From The Curriculum Of All Noble Education; Dancing With The Feet, With Ideas, With Words, And, Need I Add That One Must Also Be Able To Dance With The Pen?

Whoever Knows He Is Deep Tries To Be Clear, But Whoever Wants To Seem Deep To The Crowd Tries To Be Obscure. For The Crowd Supposes That Anything It Cannot See To The Bottom Must Be Deep: It Is So Timid And Goes So Unwillingly Into The Water.

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

Everything Is The Same, Nothing Is Worthwhile, The World Is Senseless, Knowledge Strangles.

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The Happiness Of Man Is: I Will. The Happiness Of Woman Is: He Wills.

Wisdom Sets Bounds Even To Knowledge.

Thus I Spoke, More And More Softly; For I Was Afraid Of My Own Thoughts And The Thoughts Behind My Thoughts.

The Various Languages Placed Side By Side Show That With Words It Is Never A Question Of Truth, Never A Question Of Adequate Expression; Otherwise, There Would Not Be So Many Languages. The 'thing In Itself' (which Is Precisely What The Pure Truth, Apart From Any Of Its Consequences, Would Be) Is Likewise Something Quite Incomprehensible To The Creator Of Language And Something Not In The Least Worth Striving For.

He Who Humbles Himself Wants To Be Exalted.

The Idealist Is Incorrigible: If He Is Thrown Out Of His Heaven He Makes An Ideal Of His Hell.

Idleness Is The Beginning Of All Psychology. What? Could It Be That Psychology Is ? A Vice?

Memory Says, 'i Did That.' Pride Replies, 'i Could Not Have Done That.' Eventually, Memory Yields.

A Woman May Very Well Form A Friendship With A Man, But For This To Endure, It Must Be Assisted By A Little Physical Antipathy.

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Become Who You Are. Make What Only You Can Make.

From People Who Merely Pray We Must Become People Who Bless.

That Which Does Not Destroy, Strengthens.

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A Soul Which Knows That It Is Loved, But Does Not Itself Love, Betrays Its Sediment: Its Dregs Come Up.

When A Scholar Of The Old Culture Vows No Longer To Have Anything To Do With Men Who Believe In Progress, He Is Right. For The Old Culture Has Its Greatness And Goodness Behind It, And An Historical Education Forces One To Admit That It Can Never Again Be Fresh.

The Code Of Manu Differs From The Bible. By Means Of It The Nobles, The Philosophers, And The Warriors Keep The Whip Hand Over The Majority. It Is Full Of Noble Valuations; It Shows A Feeling Of Perfection, An Acceptance Of Life, And Triumphant Feeling Toward Self And Life.

Whatever Is Profound Loves Masks; What Is Most Profound Even Hates Image And Parable.

The Drive Toward Knowledge Has A Moral Origin.

When Asses Are Needed.- You Will Never Get The Crowd To Cry Hosanna Until You Ride Into Town On An Ass.

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