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We Must Learn To Love, Learn To Be Kind, And This From The Earliest Youth; If Education Or Chance Give Us No Opportunity To Practice These Feelings, Our Soul Becomes Dry And Unsuited Even To Understanding The Tender Inventions Of Loving People.

-Friedrich Nietzsche

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Friedrich Nietzsche

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We Must Learn To Love, Learn To Be Kind, And This From The Earliest Youth; If Education Or Chance Give Us No Opportunity To Practice These Feelings, Our Soul Becomes Dry And Unsuited Even To Understanding The Tender Inventions Of Loving People.

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Questioning Beliefs

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One Does Not Know - Cannot Know - The Best That Is In One.

A Book Calls For Pen, Ink, And A Writing Desk; Today The Rule Is That Pen, Ink, And A Writing Desk Call For A Book.

One Is Most Dishonest To One's God: He Is Not Allowed To Sin.

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It Says Nothing Against The Ripeness Of A Spirit That It Has A Few Worms.

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

Whoever Has Really Sacrificed Anything, Knows That He Wanted And Got Something In Return.

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One Is Healthy When One Can Laugh At The Earnestness And Zeal With Which One Has Been Hypnotized By Any Single Detail Of One's Life.

I And Me Are Always Too Deeply In Conversation.

The Noble Soul Reveres Itself

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

The Disgust With Dirt Can Be So Great That It Keeps Us From Cleaning Ourselves--from "justifying" Ourselves.

Rash Actions Are Seldom Committed In Isolation. With The First Rash Action We Always Do Too Much. So We Usually Go On To Commit Asecond One--and Then We Do Too Little.

The Tree That Would Grow To Heaven Must Send Its Roots To Hell.

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.

Not To Him Who Is Offensive To Us Are We Most Unfair, But To Him Who Doth Not Concern Us At All.

Every Word Is A Prejudice.

Thus The Will To Power Strives Towards Oppositions, Towards Displeasure. There Is A Will To Suffering At The Foundation Of All Organic Life (contrary To "happiness" As "goal").

We Think That Play And Fairytales Belong To Childhood - How Shortsighted That Is! As Though We Would Want At Any Time In Our Life To Live Without Play And Fairytales! We Give These Things Other Names, To Be Sure, And Feel Differently About Them, But Precisely This Is The Evidence That They Are The Same Things, For The Child Too Regards Play As His Work And Fairy Tales As His Truth. The Brevity Of Life Ought To Preserve Us From A Pedantic Division Of Life Into Different Stages - As Though Each Brought Something New.

Each Word Of Heraclitus Expresses The Pride And The Majesty Of Truth, But Of Truth Grasped In Intuitions Rather Than Attained By The Rope Ladder Of Logic.

Only Individuals Have A Sense Of Responsibility.

Sense Of Responsibility

But The Worst Enemy You Can Meet Will Always Be Yourself; You Lie In Wait For Yourself In Caverns And Forests. Lonely One, You Are Going The Way To Yourself! And Your Way Goes Past Yourself, And Past Your Seven Devils! You Will Be A Heretic To Yourself And Witch And Soothsayer And Fool And Doubter And Unholy One And Villain. You Must Be Ready To Burn Yourself In Your Own Flame: How Could You Become New, If You Had Not First Become Ashes?

The Weak And The Botched Shall Perish: First Principle Of Our Charity.

What Can Everyone Do? Praise And Blame. This Is Human Virtue, This Is Human Madness.

No Price Is Too High To Pay For The Privilege Of Owning Yourself.

We Must Be Physicists In Order To Be Creative Since So Far Codes Of Values And Ideals Have Been Constructed In Ignorance Of Physics Or Even In Contradiction To Physics.

You Want To Make Him Interested In You? Then Pretend To Be Embarrassed In His Presence-

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

Again And Again

Art Depends Upon The Inexactitude Of Sight.

The Creation Of Freedom For Oneself And A Sacred "no" Even To Duty -- For That, My Brothers, The Lion Is Needed.

In What Does The Objective Measure Of Value Lie? In The Quantum Of Enhanced And Organized Power Alone, In Accordance With What Occurs In All Occurrence, A Will To Increase.

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