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What Was Silent In The Father Speaks In The Son, And Often I Found In The Son The Unveiled Secret Of The Father.

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What Was Silent In The Father Speaks In The Son, And Often I Found In The Son The Unveiled Secret Of The Father.

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Give Me Today, For Once, The Worst Throw Of Your Dice, Destiny. Today I Transmute Everything Into Gold.

The Sick Are The Greatest Danger For The Healthy; It Is Not From The Strongest That Harm Comes To The Strong, But From The Weakest.

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.

He Who Humbles Himself Wants To Be Exalted.

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As Far As Germany Extends It Ruins Culture.

I Have Exposed Myself And Am Not Ashamed To Stand There Naked. "shame" Is What We Call The Monster That Attached Itself To Men When They Aspired Beyond The Animals.

The Noble Caste Was In The Beginning Always The Barbarian Caste: Their Superiority Lay, Not In Their Physical Strength, But Primarily In Their Psychical - They Were More Complete Human Beings.

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Are You Genuine? Or Just An Actor? A Representative? Or What It Is That Is Represented?-in The End, You Might Merely Be Someone Mimicking An Actor ... Second Question Of Conscience.

To Produce Music Is Also In A Sense To Produce Children.

I Fear Animals Regard Man As A Creature Of Their Own Kind Which Has In A Highly Dangerous Fashion Lost Its Healthy Animal Reason - As The Mad Animal, As The Laughing Animal, As The Weeping Animal, As The Unhappy Animal.

Do Not Allow Yourselves To Be Deceived: Great Minds Are Skeptical.

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How Much Truth Does A Spirit Endure, How Much Truth Does It Dare?

This Demand Follows From An Insight That I Was The First To Articulate: That There Are No Moral Facts.

Those Who Show Pity And Are Always Ready To Help During Times Of Trouble Are Seldom The Same Ones Who Rejoice In Our Joy: When Others Are Happy They Have Nothing To Do, They Become Superfluous And Lose Their Feeling Of Superiority, And So They Easily Show Their Displeasure.

Let Us Not Underestimate The Privileges Of The Mediocre. As One Climbs Higher, Life Becomes Ever Harder, The Coldness Increases, Responsibility Increases.

Thus Strength Is Afforded By Good And Thorough Customs, Thus Is Learnt The Subjection Of The Individual, And Strenuousness Of Character Becomes A Birth Gift And Afterwards Is Fostered As A Habit.

Illness Is A Clumsy Attempt To Arrive At Health: We Must Come To Nature's Aid With Intellect.

All Truth Is Crooked, Time Itself Is A Circle

Zarathustra Was The First To Consider The Fight Of Good And Evil The Very Wheel In The Machinery Of Things: The Transposition Of Morality Into The Metaphysical Realm, As A Force, Cause, And End In Itself, Is His Work. [...] Zarathustra Created This Most Calamitous Error, Morality; Consequently, He Must Also Be The First To Recognize It.

What Is The Greatest Thing Ye Can Experience? It Is The Hour Of Great Contempt. The Hour In Which Even Your Happiness Becometh Loathsome Unto You, And So Also Your Reason And Virtue.

To Our Strongest Impulse, To The Tyrant In Us, Not Only Our Reason But Also Our Conscience Yields.

And Those Who Were Seen Dancing Were Thought To Be Insane By Those Who Could Not Hear The Music.

Many Are Obstinate With Regard To The Pathway Once They Have Set Upon It, Few With Regard To The Goal.

The Unselective Knowledge Drive Resembles The Indiscriminate Sexual Drive--signs Of Vulgarity!

The Danger In Happiness - "now Everything Is Turning Out Right For Me; From Now On I'll Love Every Turn Of Fate - Who Wants To Be My Fate?

For Art To Exist, For Any Sort Of Aesthetic Activity To Exist, A Certain Physiological Precondition Is Indispensable: Intoxication.

However Unchristian It May Seem, I Do Not Even Bear Any Ill Feeling Towards Myself.

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

All Prejudices May Be Traced Back To The Intestines. A Sedentary Life Is The Real Sin Against The Holy Ghost.

There Is Something Laughable About The Sight Of Authors Who Enjoy The Rustling Folds Of Long And Involved Sentences: They Are Trying To Cover Up Their Feet.

The Wheel And The Brake Have Different Duties, But Also One In Common: To Hurt One Another.

Insanity In Individuals Is Something Rare - But In Groups, Parties, Nations And Epochs, It Is The Rule.

I Want To Learn More And More To See As Beautiful What Is Necessary In Things; Then I Shall Be One Of Those Who Make Things Beautiful. Amor Fati: Let That Be My Love Henceforth! I Do Not Want To Wage War Against What Is Ugly. I Do Not Want To Accuse; I Do Not Even Want To Accuse Those Who Accuse. Looking Away Shall Be My Only Negation. And All In All And On The Whole: Some Day I Wish To Be Only A Yes-sayer.

Good Prose Is Written Only Face To Face With Poetry.

Enduring Habits I Hate.... Yes, At The Very Bottom Of My Soul I Feel Grateful To All My Misery And Bouts Of Sickness And Everything About Me That Is Imperfect, Because This Sort Of Thing Leaves Me With A Hundred Backdoors Through Which I Can Escape From Enduring Habits.

If You Wish To Understand A Philosopher, Do Not Ask What He Says, But Find Out What He Wants

I Devote Myself To What I Love The Most, And For This Very Reason I Hesitate To Designate It With Lofty Words: I Do Not Want To Risk Believing That It Is A Sublime Compulsion, A Law, Which I Obey: I Love What I Love The Most Too Much To Wish To Appear To It As One Compelled.

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

Before The Effect One Believes In Different Causes Than One Does After The Effect.

Art Is The Great Stimulus To Life.

That Which Does Not Destroy, Strengthens.

For The Longest Time, Marriage Has Had A Guilty Conscience About Itself. Should We Believe It?--yes, We Should Believe It.

Guilty Conscience

The Thousand Mysteries Around Us Would Not Trouble But Interest Us, If Only We Had Cheerful, Healthy Hearts.

Energy Wasted On Negative Ends.

All Idealism Is Falsehood In The Face Of Necessity.

Completely True To Nature!' - What A Lie: / How Could Nature Ever Be Constrained Into A Picture? / The Smallest Bit Of Nature Is Infinite! / And So He Paints What He Likes About It. / And What Does He Like? He Likes What He Can Paint!

At The Beginning Of A Marriage Ask Yourself Whether This Woman Will Be Interesting To Talk To From Now Until Old Age. Everything Else In Marriage Is Transitory: Most Of The Time Is Spent In Conversation.

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

It Is However A Disgrace To Pray! Not For All, But For You, And Me, And Whoever Has His A Conscience.

I Love Him Who Is Of A Free Spirit And A Free Heart: Thus Is His Head Only The Bowels Of His Heart; His Heart, However, Causeth His Down-going.

We Come To Recognize That Playfulness, As A Philosophical Stance, Can Be Very Serious Indeed; And Moreover, That It Possesses An Unfailing Capacity To Arouse Ridicule And Hostility In Those Among Us Who Crave Certainty, Reverence, And Restraint.

Every Profound Spirit Needs A Mask: Even More, Around Every Profound Spirit A Mask Is Continually Growing.

Necessity Is Not A Fact; It's An Interpretation.

Whoever Feels Predestined To See And Not To Believe Will Find All Believers Too Noisy And Pushy: He Guards Against Them.

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).

Pharisaism Is Not A Degeneration In A Good Man: A Large Portion Of It Is Rather The Condition Of All Being-good.

There Is A Certain Right By Which We Many Deprive A Man Of Life, But None By Which We May Deprive Him Of Death; This Is Mere Cruelty.

When A Woman Has Scholarly Inclinations There Is Usually Something Wrong With Her Sexuality.

Iron Necessity Is A Thing Which In The Course Of History Men Come To See As Neither Iron Nor Necessary.

When We Think Of All The Things We Want To Do With Our Other Half The Answer Should Be Simple; We Should Want To Do Absolutely Everything With Them. We Should Want To Experience Everything, Feel Everything, See Everything With No One But Them By Our Sides. When We Look Back On Our Lives It's Not The Things We Did Do With Them That We'll Regret, It's The Things We Didn't Do.

Spirit Is The Life That Itself Cuts Into Life: With Its Own Torment It Increases Its Own Knowledge. Did You Already Know That?

All Truly Great Thoughts Are Conceived By Walking.

What Then In The Last Resort Are The Truths Of Mankind? They Are The Irrefutable Errors Of Mankind.

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

Life Is At An End Where The Kingdom Of God Begins

Evaluation Is Creation: Hear It, You Creators! Evaluating Is Itself The Most Valuable Treasure Of All That We Value. It Is Only Through Evaluation That Value Exists: And Without Evaluation The Nut Of Existence Would Be Hollow. Hear It, You Creators!

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Little Prigs And Three-quarter Madmen May Have The Conceit That The Laws Of Nature Are Constantly Broken For Their Sakes.

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I Awoke You From Your Sleep Because I Saw That You Were Having A Nightmare. And Now You Are Cross And Say To Me: "what Are We Supposed To Do Now? Everything Is Still Night!" You Ingrates! You Should Go To Sleep Again And Dream Better.

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One Should Steal Only Where One Cannot Rob.

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The Familiarity Of Superiors Embitters One, Because It May Not Be Returned.

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Madness Is The Exception In Individuals But The Rule In Groups.

We No Longer Love Our Knowledge Enough Once We Have Passed It On.

We Take A Fancy To Something: And Scarcely Have We Thoroughly Taken A Fancy To It When That Tyrant In Us Calls Out: "give Me Thatin Sacrifice"--and We Give It.

Behold, I Am Weary Of My Wisdom, Like A Bee That Has Gathered Too Much Honey; I Need Hands Outstretched To Receive It.

To The Mediocre, Mediocrity Is A Form Of Happiness.

Those Who Cannot Understand How To Put Their Thoughts On Ice Should Not Enter Into The Heat Of Debate.

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

There Are No Moral Phenomena At All, But Only A Moral Interpretation Of Phenomena.

Freedom Is The Will To Be Responsible For Ourselves. It Is To Preserve The Distance Which Separates Us From Other Men. To Grow More Indifferent To Hardship, To Severity, To Privation, And Even To Life Itself.

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

Inspirational Love

We Seldom Break A Leg As Long As We Are Climbing Wearily Upwards In Our Lives, Instead We Do It When We Start Going Easy On Ourselves And Choosing The Comfortable Paths.

From Passions Grow Opinions; Intellectual Laziness Lets These Harden Into Convictions.

The Condition That Gives Birth To A Rule Is Not The Same As The Condition To Which The Rule Gives Birth.

The Reasons And Purposes For Habits Are Always Lies That Are Added Only After Some People Begin To Attack These Habits And To Ask For Reasons And Purposes. At This Point The Conservatives Of All Ages Are Thoroughly Dishonest: They Add Lies.

That A Person Cannot And Consequently Will Not Defend Himself, Does Not Yet Cast Disgrace Upon Him In Our Eyes ; But We Despise The Person Who Has Neither The Ability Nor The Good Will For Revenge Whether It Be A Man Or A Woman.

Women's Modesty Generally Increases With Their Beauty.

Without Music, Life Would Be A Mistake... I Would Only Believe In A God Who Knew How To Dance.

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.

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

As A Result, Nature Is Something Entirely Different From What Comes To Mind When We Invoke Its Name.

We Should Be A Mirror Of Being: We Are God In Miniature.

Even Great Spirits Have Only Their Five-fingers' Breadth Of Experience - Just Beyond It Their Thinking Ceases And Their Endless Empty Space And Stupidity Begins.

The Spiritual Activity Of Millennia Is Deposited In Language.

Even Cohabitation Has Been Corrupted - By Marriage.

What We Call Truths Are Just Those Errors That We Cannot Give Up.

One Loves Ultimately One's Desires, Not The Thing Desired.

Beyond Good And Evil

On The Heights It Is Warmer Than People In The Valley Suppose, Especially In Winter. The Thinker Recognizes The Full Import Of This Simile.

When A Nation Is On The Downward Path, When It Feels Its Belief In Its Own Future, Its Hope Of Freedom Slipping From It, When It Begins To See Submission As A First Necessity And The Virtues Of Submission As Measures Of Self-preservation, Then It Must Overhaul Its God.

Do Ask Yourself Why You, The Individual, Exist, And If You Can Get No Other Answer Try For Once To Justify The Meaning Of Your Existence As It Were A Posteriori By Setting Before Yourself An Aim, A Goal, A 'to This End', An Exalted And Noble 'to This End'.

Sometimes In Our Relationship To Another Human Being The Proper Balance Of Friendship Is Restored When We Put A Few Grains Of Impropriety Onto Our Own Side Of The Scale.

Instruments And Playthings Are Sense And Spirit: Behind Them There Is Still The Self. The Self Seeketh With The Eyes Of The Senses, It Hearkeneth Also With The Ears Of The Spirit.

The Noble Soul Reveres Itself

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.

Heroism--that Is The Disposition Of A Man Who Aspires To A Goal Compared To Which He Himself Is Wholly Insignificant. Heroism Is The Good Will To Self-destruction.

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

Moral Sensibilities Are Nowadays At Such Cross-purposes That To One Man A Morality Is Proved By Its Utility, While To Another Its Utility Refutes It.

All Credibility, All Good Conscience, All Evidence Of Truth Come Only From The Senses.

My Formula For Happiness: A Yes, A No, A Straight Line, A Goal.

What Is Good? All That Enhances The Feeling Of Power, The Will To Power, And Power Itself In Man. What Is Bad? — All That Proceeds From Weakness. What Is Happiness? — The Feeling That Power Is Increasing — That Resistance Has Been Overcome.

It Is Difficult To Live Among People Because Silence Is So Difficult.

All Human Life Is Sunk Deep In Untruth; The Individual Cannot Pull It Out Of This Well Without Growing Profoundly Annoyed With His Entire Past, Without Finding His Present Motives (like Honor) Senseless, And Without Opposing Scorn And Disdain To The Passions That Urge One On To The Future And To The Happiness In It.

This Is One Of The Stout-hearted Old Warriors: He Is Angry With Civilization Because He Supposes That Its Aim Is To Make All Goodthings--honors, Treasures, Beautiful Women--accessible Even To Cowards.

Inaction, Letting Be, Neither Creating Nor Destroying--that Is My Evil. And Also The Knower As One Without Desire.

This Is The Crux Of The Moral Pessimists: If They Really Wanted To Promote Their Neighbor's Redemption, Then They Would Have To Resolve Themselves To Spoiling Existence For Him, And Thus To Being His Misfortune; Out Of Pity, They Would Have To--become Evil!

Many Writers Are Neither Spirit Nor Wine, But Rather Spirits- Of-wine: They Can Catch Fire, And Then They Give Off Heat.

A Man As He Ought To Be: That Sounds To Us As Insipid As "a Tree As It Ought To Be.

Error Has Made Man So Deep, Sensitive, And Inventive That He Has Put Forth Such Blossoms As Religions And Arts. Pure Knowledge Could Not Have Been Capable Of It.

A Man Who Is Very Busy Seldom Changes His Opinions.

That Which Needs To Be Proved Cannot Be Worth Much.

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

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").

Without Music, Life Would Be A Mistake.

Behind All Their Personal Vanity, Women Themselves Always Have An Impersonal Contempt For Woman.

Christianity In Particular Should Be Dubbed A Great Treasure-chamber Of Ingenious Consolations, Such A Store Of Refreshing, Soothing, Deadening Drugs Has It Accumulated Within Itself.

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

One Should Not Be Deceived: Great Spirits Are Skeptics ... Strength, Freedom Which Is Born Of The Strength And Overstrength Of The Spirit, Proves Itself By Skepticism. Men Of Conviction Are Not Worthy Of The Least Consideration In Fundamental Questions Of Value And Disvalue. Convictions Are Prisons.

When You Gaze Long Into The Abyss Of Sustainability, The Abyss Of Sustainability Also Gazes Into You.

We Possess Art Lest We Perish Of The Truth.

If Thinking Is Your Fate, Revere This Fate With Divine Honour And Sacrifice To It The Best, The Most Beloved

Natural Death Is Independent Of All Reason And Is Really An Irrational Death, In Which The Pitiable Substance Of The Shell Determines How Long The Kernel Is To Exist Or Not; In Which, Accordingly, The Stunted, Diseased And Dull Witted Jailer Is Lord, And Indicates The Moment At Which His Distinguished Prisoner Shall Die.

In Russia There Is An Emigration Of Intelligence: émigrés Cross The Frontier In Order To Read And To Write Good Books. But In Doing So They Contribute To Making Their Fatherland, Abandoned By Spirit, Into The Gaping Jaws Of Asia That Would Like To Swallow Our Little Europe.

Sometimes We Remain True To A Cause Simply Because Its Opponents Are Unfailingly Tasteless.

One Must Have All The Virtues To Sleep Well. Shall I Bear False Witness? Shall I Commit Adultery? Shall I Covet My Neighbor's Maid? All That Would Go Ill With Good Sleep.

The Highest Type Of Free Men Should Be Sought Where The Highest Resistance Is Constantly Overcome: Five Steps From Tyranny, Close To The Threshold Of The Danger Of Servitude.

Everyone Who Enjoys Supposes That The Tree Was Concerned With The Fruit, But It Was Really Concerned With The Seed. -in This Lies The Difference Between All Those Who Create And Those Who Enjoy.

But Thus I Counsel You, My Friends: Mistrust All In Whom The Impulse To Punish Is Powerful. They Are People Of A Low Sort And Stock; The Hangmen And The Bloodhound Look Out Of Their Faces. Mistrust All Who Talk Much Of Their Justice! Verily, Their Souls Lack More Than Honey. And When They Call Themselves The Good And The Just, Do Not Forget That They Would Be Pharisees, If Only They Had-power.

In Morality, Man Treats Himself Not As Individuum But As Dividuum.

I Admire The Courage And Wisdom Of Socrates In Everything He Did, Said--and Did Not Say.

We Become Aware, However, That All Customs, Even The Hardest, Grow Pleasanter And Milder With Time, And That The Severest Way Of Life May Become A Habit And Therefore A Pleasure.

To The Mean All Becomes Mean.

Whoever Turns Away From Us Might Not Offend Us In Doing So Perhaps, But He Certainly Offends Our Followers.

Let Woman Be A Plaything, Pure And Fine, Like A Precious Stone, Illumined With The Virtues Of A World Not Yet Come.

Precious Stones

People Who Comprehend A Thing To Its Very Depths Rarely Stay Faithful To It Forever. For They Have Brought Its Depths Into The Light Of Day: And In The Depths There Is Always Much That Is Unpleasant To See.

The Melancholia Of Everything Completed!

Everyone Wants To Be Foremost In This Future-and Yet Death And The Stillness Of Death Are The Only Things Certain And Common To All In This Future! How Strange That This Sole Thing That Is Certain And Common To All, Exercises Almost No Influence On Men, And That They Are The Furthest From Regarding Themselves As The Brotherhood Of Death! It Makes Me Happy To See That Men Do Not Want To Think At All Of The Idea Of Death!

What Good Is A Book That Does Not Even Transport Us Beyond All Books?

He Who Rejoices Even At The Stake Triumphs Not Over Pain But Over The Absence Of Pain Where He Had Anticipated Feeling It. A Parable.

I Am Almost Equal To A Shadow.

Every Profound Spirit Needs A Mask.

People Who Feel Insecure In Social Situations Never Miss A Chance To Exhibit Their Dominance Over Close, Submissive Friends, Whomthey Put Down Publicly, In Front Of Everyone--by Teasing, For Example.

One Should Not Understand This Compulsion To Construct Concepts, Species, Forms, Purposes, Laws ('a World Of Identical Cases') As If They Enabled Us To Fix The Real World; But As A Compulsion To Arrange A World For Ourselves In Which Our Existence Is Made Possible:-we Thereby Create A World Which Is Calculable, Simplified, Comprehensible, Etc., For Us.

A Light Has Dawned For Me: I Need Companions, Living Ones, Not Dead Companions And Corpses Which I Carry With Me Wherever I Wish. But I Need Living Companions Who Follow Me Because They Want To Follow Themselves- And Who Want To Go Where I Want To Go.

Man Is A Rope Stretched Between The Animal And The Superman-a Rope Over An Abyss. A Dangerous Crossing, A Dangerous Wayfaring, A Dangerous Looking-back, A Dangerous Trembling And Halting

Whereas The Man Of Action Binds His Life To Reason And Its Concepts So That He Will Not Be Swept Away And Lost, The Scientific Investigator Builds His Hut Right Next To The Tower Of Science So That He Will Be Able To Work On It And To Find Shelter For Himself Beneath Those Bulwarks Which Presently Exist.

There Is A Universal Need To Exercise Some Kind Of Power, Or To Create For One's Self The Appearance Of Some Power, If Only Temporarily, In The Form Of Intoxication.

What The Father Kept Silent The Son Speaks Out.

The Purpose Of Punishment Is To Improve Those Who Do The Punishing--that Is The Final Recourse Of Those Who Support Punishment.

In Constructing Concepts, We Overlook The Fact That No Two Things Are The Same. There Is No Such Thing As The Concept Of A Leaf, Only Billions And Billions Of Leaves.

Whoever Possesses Abundant Joy Must Be A Good Man: But He Is Probably Not The Cleverest Man, Although He Achieves Exactly What It Is That The Cleverest Man Strives With All His Cleverness To Achieve.

"body Am I, And Soul" - So Saith The Child. And Why Should One Not Speak Like Children?

Great Men's Errors Are To Be Venerated As More Fruitful Than Little Men's Truths.

The So-called Paradoxes Of An Author, To Which A Reader Takes Exception, Often Exist Not In The Author's Book At All, But Rather In The Reader's Head.

The Great Epochs Of Our Life Come When We Gain The Courage To Rechristen Our Evil As What Is Best In Us.

Our Crime Against Criminals Lies In The Fact That We Treat Them Like Rascals.

...one Can Speak With The Utmost Clearness, And Yet Not Be Heard By Anyone.

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?

Hold A True Friend With Both Your Hands.

There Is More Wisdom In Your Body Than In Your Best Wisdom. And Who Then Knows Why Your Body Needs Precisely Your Best Wisdom?

A Nation Usually Renews Its Youth On A Political Sick-bed, And There Finds Again The Spirit Which It Had Gradually Lost In Seeking And Maintaining Power.

It Is, Indeed, A Fact That, In The Midst Of Society And Sociability Every Evil Inclination Has To Place Itself Under Such Great Restraint, Don So Many Masks, Lay Itself So Often On The Procrustean Bed Of Virtue, That One Could Well Speak Of A Martyrdom Of The Evil Man. In Solitude All This Falls Away. He Who Is Evil Is At His Most Evil In Solitude: Which Is Where He Is At His Best - And Thus To The Eye Of Him Who Sees Everywhere Only A Spectacle Also At His Most Beautiful.

I Love Him Who Is Ashamed When The Dice Fall In His Favour, And Who Then Asketh: "am I A Dishonest Player?" - For He Is Willing To Succumb.

Unexplained, Obscure Matters Are Regarded As More Important Than Explained, Clear Ones.

A Woman's Pity, Which Is Talkative, Carries The Sick Person's Bed To The Public Marketplace.

Many Things About Man Are Not Very Godly: Whenever A Person Excretes Feces, How Can He Be A God Then? But It Is Even Worse Regarding The Other Feces We Call Sin: Man Still Surely Wants To Retain This, And Not Excrete It. Now However, I Must Believe It: A Person Can Be God And Still Excrete Feces. Thus I Teach You, Excrete Your Feces And Become Gods.

He Who Seeks Intelligence Lacks Intelligence.

It Is Not When Truth Is Dirty, But When It Is Shallow, That The Lover Of Knowledge Is Reluctant To Step Into Its Waters.

Only Where There Are Graves Are There Resurrections.

Man... Cannot Learn To Forget, But Hangs On The Past: However Far Or Fast He Runs, That Chain Runs With Him.

"state," I Call It, Where They All Drink Poison, The Good And The Wicked; "state," Where They All Lose Themselves, The Good And The Wicked; "state," Where They All Call Their Slow Suicide-"life."

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.

What Does Your Conscience Say? — 'you Should Become The Person You Are'.

If We Have Our Own Why Of Life, We Shall Get Along With Almost Any How. Man Does Not Strive For Pleasure; Only The Englishman Does.

No, Life Has Not Disappointed Me. On The Contrary, I Find It Truer, More Desirable And Mysterious Every Year -- Ever Since The Day When The Great Liberator Came To Me: The Idea That Life Could Be An Experiment Of The Seeker For Knowledge -- And Not A Duty, Not A Calamity, Not Trickery.

It Is Perhaps Just Dawning On Five Or Six Minds That Physics, Too, Is Only An Interpretation And Exegesis Of The World (to Suit Us, If I May Say So!) And Not A World-explanation.

The Antichrist, Section 7

There Are Men Who Desire Power Simply For The Sake Of The Happiness It Will Bring; These Belong Chiefly To Political Parties.

What Saved Me Then? Nothing But Pregnancy. And Each Time After I Had Given Birth To My Work My Life Hung Suspended By A Thin Thread.

Anything Which Is A Living And Not A Dying Body... Will Have To Be An Incarnate Will To Power, It Will Strive To Grow, Spread, Seize, Become Predominant - Not From Any Morality Or Immorality But Because It Is Living And Because Life Simply Is Will To Power... 'exploitation'... Belongs To The Essence Of What Lives, As A Basic Organic Function; It Is A Consequence Of The Will To Power, Which Is After All The Will To Life.

The Great Works Are Produced In Such An Ecstasy Of Love That They Must Always Be Unworthy Of It, However Great Their Worth Otherwise.

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