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We Deceive Ourselves When Giving Respect To The Person For Whom We Have Surrendered Ourselves, When We Respectively Expect Them To Be As We Would Wish Them To Be.

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Friedrich Nietzsche

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We Deceive Ourselves When Giving Respect To The Person For Whom We Have Surrendered Ourselves, When We Respectively Expect Them To Be As We Would Wish Them To Be.

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Christianity Is Religion For The Executioner.

As Far As Germany Extends It Ruins Culture.

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He Who Thinks A Great Deal Is Not Suited To Be A Party Man: He Thinks His Way Through The Party And Out The Other Side Too Soon.

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