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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.

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Your Highest Thought, However, Ye Shall Have It Commanded Unto You By Me - And It Is This: Man Is Something That Is To Be Surpassed.

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Man Is The Only Animal That Must Be Encouraged To Live.

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We Hear Only Those Questions For Which We Are In A Position To Find Answers.

Asking Questions

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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.

I Feel All Those Human Beings To Be Pernicious Who Can No Longer Oppose What They Love: They Thereby Ruin The Best Things And People.

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Who Has Not For The Sake Of His Reputation Sacrificed Himself?

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Where Is The Lightning To Lick You With Its Tongue? Where Is The Madness With Which You Should Be Cleansed? Behold, I Show You The Superman. He Is This Lightning, He Is This Madness.

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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.

A Certain Sense Of Cruelty Towards Oneself And Others Is Christian; Hatred Of Those Who Think Differently; The Will To Persecute. Mortal Hostility Against The Masters Of The Earth, Against The 'noble', That Is Also Christian; Hatred Of Mind, Of Pride, Courage, Freedom, Libertinage Of Mind, Is Christian; Hatred Of The Senses, Of Joy In General, Is Christian.

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Do You Call Yourself Free? It Is Your Ruling Thought That I Would Hear, And Not That You Have Escaped From A Yoke.

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

Love As A Passion—it Is Our European Specialty—must Absolutely Be Of Noble Origin; As Is Well Known, Its Invention Is Due To The Provencal Poet-cavaliers, Those Brilliant, Ingenious Men Of The "gai Saber," To Whom Europe Owes So Much, And Almost Owes Itself.

Not Infrequently, We Encounter Copies Of Important Human Beings; And Here, Too, As In The Case Of Paintings, Most People Prefer The Copies To The Originals.

One Had Better Put On Gloves Before Handling The New Testament. The Presence Of So Much Filth Makes It Highly Advisable.

I Live In My Own Place - Have Never Copied Anyone Even Half, And At Any Master Who Lacks The Grace - To Laugh At Himself - I Laugh.

Whoever Has Looked Deeply Into The World Might Well Guess What Wisdom Lies In The Superficiality Of Men.

One Must Repay Good And Ill; But Why Just To The Person Who Did Us Good Or Ill?

Our Shortcomings Are The Eyes With Which We See The Ideal.

Two Great European Narcotics, Alcohol And Christianity.

Beggars Should Be Entirely Abolished! Truly, It Is Annoying To Give To Them And Annoying Not To Give To Them.

These Four, However, Seek The Freedom Of Their Will At The Very Point Where They Are Most Securely Chained. It Is As If The Silkworm Sought Freedom Of Will In Spinning. What Is The Reason?

That Which Needs To Be Proved Cannot Be Worth Much.

The Best Belongs To Me And Mine; And If We Are Not Given It, We Take It: The Best Food, The Purest Sky, The Most Robust Thoughts, The Fairest Women!

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

When Virtue Has Slept It Will Arise More Vigorous.

Only Individuals Have A Sense Of Responsibility.

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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.

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

...if I Continued To Harbour Any Hope For Music It Lay In The Expectation That A Musician Might Come Who Was Sufficiently Bold, Subtle, Malicious, Southerly, Superhealthy To Confront That Music And In An Immortal Fashion Take Revenge On It.

Everyone Thinks That The Principal Thing To The Tree Is The Fruit, But In Point Of Fact The Principal Thing To It Is The Seed.

The English Are A Nation Of Consummate Cant.

Many A One Cannot Loosen His Own Fetters, But Is Nevertheless His Friend's Emancipator.

From Which Stars Have We Fallen To Meet Each Other Here?

What A Person Is Begins To Betray Itself When His Talent Weakens--when He Stops Showing What He Can Do. Talent, Too, Is Ornamentation, And Ornamentation, Too, Is A Hiding Place.

Precisely The Least, The Softest, Lightest, A Lizard's Rustling, A Breath, A Flash, A Moment - A Little Makes The Way Of The Best Happiness.

When On A Sunday Morning We Hear The Old Bells Ring Out, We Ask Ourselves, "is It Possible! This Is Done On Account Of A Jew Crucified Two Thousand Years Ago Who Said He Was The Son Of God. The Proof Of Such An Assertion Is Wanting".

A Good Writer Possesses Not Only His Own Spirit But Also The Spirit Of His Friends.

I Teach You Beyond Man (superman). Man Is Something That Shall Be Surpassed. What Have You Done To Surpass Him?

Woman Was God's Second Mistake.

The Inclination To Self-depreciation, To Freely Accepting Being Robbed, Being Duped, And Being Swindled, Could Be The Modesty Of A God Among Men.

Conversation With A Friend Will Only Bear Good Fruit Of Knowledge When Both Think Only Of The Matter Under Consideration And Forget That They Are Friends.

Of All That Is Written, I Love Only What A Person Hath Written With His Blood.

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

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

No Artist Tolerates Reality.

My Solitude Doesn’t Depend On The Presence Or Absence Of People; On The Contrary, I Hate Who Steals My Solitude Without, In Exchange, Offering Me True Company.

Everything The State Says Is A Lie, And Everything It Has It Has Stolen.

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

What Are Man's Truths Ultimately? Merely His Irrefutable Errors.

What Is It That Endowed Things With Meaning, Value, Significance? The Creating Heart, Which Desired, And, Out Of Its Desire, Created. It Created Joy And Woe. It Wanted To Satiate Itself With Woe. We Must Take All The Suffering That Has Been Endured By Men And Animals Upon Ourselves And Affirm It, And Possess A Goal In Which It Acquires Reason.

Hold A True Friend With Both Your Hands.

Human, All Too Human.

When A Man Is Ill His Very Goodness Is Sickly.

His (the Theologian) Basic Instinct Of Self Preservation Forbids Him To Respect Reality At Any Point Or Even To Let It Get A Word In.

To The Mediocre, Mediocrity Is A Form Of Happiness.

When Self Control Is Lacking In Small Things, The Ability To Apply It To Matters Of Importance Withers Away. Every Day In Which One Does Not At Least Deny Himself Some Trifle Is Badly Spent And A Threat To The Day Following.

Tragedy Is Dead! Poetry Itself Died With It! Away, Away With You, Puny, Stunted Imitators! Away With You To Hades, And Eat Your Fill Of The Old Masters' Crumbs!

Even Truthfulness Is But One Means To Knowledge, A Ladder--but Not The Ladder.

The Rights A Man Arrogates To Himself Are Related To The Duties He Imposes On Himself, To The Tasks To Which He Feels Equal. The Great Majority Of Men Have No Right To Existence, But Are A Misfortune To Higher Men.

If We Possess A Why Of Life We Can Put Up With Almost Any How.

A Beautiful Woman Seductively Dressed Will Never Catch Cold No Matter How Low-cut Her Gown.

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

Mankind Must Work Continually To Produce Individual Great Human Beings - This And Nothing Else Is The Task... For The Question Is This : How Can Your Life, The Individual Life, Retain The Highest Value, The Deepest Significance? Only By Living For The Good Of The Rarest And Most Valuable Specimens.

Posthumous Men-myself, For Example-are Not As Well Understood As Timely Ones, But We Are Listened To Better. More Precisely: We Are Never Understood-hence Our Authority.

At The Bottom Of All These Noble Races The Beast Of Prey, The Splendid Blond Beast, Prowling About Avidly In Search Of Spoil And Victory.

Has A Woman Who Knew She Was Well-dressed Ever Caught A Cold?

So Long As The Spectator Has To Figure Out The Meaning Of This Or That Person, Or The Presuppositions Of This Or That Conflict Of Inclinations And Purposes, He Cannot Become Completely Absorbed In The Activities And Sufferings Of The Chief Characters Or Feel Breathless Pity And Fear.

Astrology Presupposes That The Heavenly Bodies Are Regulated In Their Movements In Harmony With The Destiny Of Mortals: The Moral Man Presupposes That That Which Concerns Himself Most Nearly Must Also Be The Heart And Soul Of Things.

The Germans Are Incapable Of Any Conception Of Greatness: Proof Schumann.

The Rising And Falling Of The Scales Of Pride And Humility Sustain The Brooding Mind As Well As The Alternations Of Desire And Peace Of The Soul.

The Patient. The Pine Tree Seems To Listen, The Fir Tree To Wait: And Both Without Impatience: - They Give No Thought To The Little People Beneath Them Devoured By Their Impatience And Their Curiosity.

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

One Has To Pay Dearly For Immortality; One Has To Die Several Times While One Is Still Alive.

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

So Long As The Priest, That Professional Negator, Slanderer And Poisoner Of Life, Is Regarded As A Superior Type Of Human Being, There Cannot Be Any Answer To The Question: What Is Truth?

The Errors Of Great Men Are Venerable Because They Are More Fruitful Than The Truths Of Little Men.

When One Gives Up The Christian Faith, One Pulls The Right To Christian Morality Out From Under One's Feet. This Morality Is By No Means Self-evident. Christianity Is A System, A Whole View Of Things Thought Out Together. By Breaking One Main Concept Out Of It, The Faith In God, One Breaks The Whole. It Stands Or Falls With Faith In God.

Thinking Evil Is Making Evil.

Loneliness Is One Thing, Solitude Another.

... Hitherto We Have Been Permitted To Seek Beauty Only In The Morally Good - A Fact Which Sufficiently Accounts For Our Having Found So Little Of It And Having Had To Seek About For Imaginary Beauties Without Backbone! - As Surely As The Wicked Enjoy A Hundred Kinds Of Happiness Of Which The Virtuous Have No Inkling, So Too They Possess A Hundred Kinds Of Beauty; And Many Of Them Have Not Yet Been Discovered.

Love Matches, So Called, Have Illusion For Their Father And Need For Their Mother.

Disobedience- That Is The Nobility Of Slaves.

The Demand To Be Loved Is The Greatest Of All Arrogant Presumptions.

Inspirational Love

No One Talks More Passionately About His Rights Than He Who In The Depths Of His Soul Doubts Whether He Has Any. By Enlisting Passion On His Side He Wants To Stifle His Reason And Its Doubts: Thus He Will Acquire A Good Conscience And With It Success Among His Fellow Men.

To Regard States Of Distress In General As An Objection, As Something Which Must Be Abolished Is The Greatest Nonsense On Earth; Having The Most Disastrous Consequences, Fatally Stupid- Almost As Stupid As A Wish To Abolish Bad Weather - Out Of Pity For The Poor.

How Is Freedom Measured, In Individuals As In Nations? By The Resistance Which Has To Be Overcome, By The Effort It Costs To Stay Aloft. One Would Have To Seek The Highest Type Of Free Man Where The Greatest Resistance Is Constantly Being Overcome: Five Steps From Tyranny, Near The Threshold Of The Danger Of Servitude.

To Blaspheme The Earth Is Now The Most Dreadful Sin, And To Rate The Heart Of The Unknowable Higher Than The Meaning Of The Earth!

I Need Solitude, Which Is To Say, Recovery, Return To My Self, The Breath Of A Free, Light, Playful Air.

Whoever Is Related To Me In The Height Of His Aspirations Will Experience Veritable Ecstasies Of Learning; For I Come From Heights That No Bird Ever Reached In Its Flight, I Know Abysses Into Which No Foot Ever Strayed.

Willing Sets You Free: That Is The True Doctrine Of Will And Freedom--thus Zarathustra Instructs You.

Better Know Nothing Than Half-know Many Things.

Stupid As A Man, Say The Women: Cowardly As A Woman, Say The Men. Stupidity In A Woman Is Unwomanly.

Whoever Has Overthrown An Existing Law Of Custom Has Always First Been Accounted A Bad Man: But When, As Did Happen, The Law Could Not Afterwards Be Reinstated And This Fact Was Accepted, The Predicate Gradually Changed; - History Treats Almost Exclusively Of These Bad Men Who Subsequently Became Good Men!

[heraclitus] Did Not Require Humans Or Their Sort Of Knowledge, Since Everything Into Which One May Inquire He Despises [as Being] In Contrast [to His Own] Inward-turning Wisdom. [to Him] All Learning From Others Is A Sign Of Nonwisdom, Because The Wise Man Focuses His Vision On His Own Intelligence.

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