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When We Dream About Those Who Are Long Since Forgotten Or Dead, It Is A Sign That We Have Undergone A Radical Transformation And That The Ground On Which We Live Has Been Completely Dug Up: Then The Dead Rise Up, And Our Antiquity Becomes Modernity.

-Friedrich Nietzsche

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Friedrich Nietzsche

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When We Dream About Those Who Are Long Since Forgotten Or Dead, It Is A Sign That We Have Undergone A Radical Transformation And That The Ground On Which We Live Has Been Completely Dug Up: Then The Dead Rise Up, And Our Antiquity Becomes Modernity.

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Thus Do I Want Man And Woman To Be: The One Fit To Wage War And The Other Fit To Give Birth, But Both Fit To Dance With Head And Feet.

When One Rows It Is Not The Rowing Which Moves The Ship: Rowing Is Only A Magical Ceremony By Means Of Which One Compels A Demon To Move The Ship.

Love Ever Your Neighbour As Yourselves - But First Be Such As Love Themselves.

If We Affirm One Moment, We Thus Affirm Not Only Ourselves But All Existence. For Nothing Is Self-sufficient, Neither In Us Ourselves Nor In Things; And If Our Soul Has Trembled With Happiness And Sounded Like A Harp String Just Once, All Eternity Was Needed To Produce This One Event - And In This Single Moment Of Affirmation All Eternity Was Called Good, Redeemed, Justified, And Affirmed.

A Matter That Becomes Clear Ceases To Concern Us.

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If You Want Me To Believe In Your Redeemer, You Are Going To Have To Look A Lot More Redeemed.

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Every Deep Thinker Is More Afraid Of Being Understood Than Of Being Misunderstood.

Being Misunderstood

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.

Once Blasphemy Again God Was The Greatest Blasphemy; But God Died, And Thereupon Those Blasphemers Died Too.

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Death Is Close Enough At Hand So We Do Not Need To Be Afraid Of Life.

From The Sun I Learned This: When He Goes Down, Overrich; He Pours Gold Into The Sea Out Of Inexhaustible Riches, So That Even The Poorest Fisherman Still Rows With Golden Oars. For This I Once Saw And I Did Not Tire Of My Tears As I Watched It.

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Supposing Truth Is A Woman -- What Then?

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That Every Will Must Consider Every Other Will Its Equal Would Be A Principle Hostile To Life, An Agent Of The Dissolution And Destruction Of Man, An Attempt To Assassinate The Future Of Man, A Sign Of Weariness, A Secret Path To Nothingness.

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

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And I Offer You This Parable: Not A Few Who Sought To Cast Out Their Devil Entered Into The Swine Themselves.

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The World Is A Work Of Art That Gives Birth To Itself.

Women Are Considered Deep - Why? Because One Can Never Discover Any Bottom To Them. Women Are Not Even Shallow.

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The Surest Way To Corrupt A Youth Is To Instruct Him To Hold In Higher Esteem Those Who Think Alike Than Those Who Think Differently.

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If You Have Hitherto Believed That Life Was One Of The Highest Value And Now See Yourselves Disappointed, Do You At Once Have To Reduce It To The Lowest Possible Price?

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Learn To See - Accustoming The Eye To Calm, To Patience, To Letting-things-come-to-it; Learning To Defer Judgment, To Encircle And Encompass The Question On All Sides.

We Have Art In Order Not To Die Of The Truth.

A Reader Is Doubly Guilty Of Bad Manners Against An Author When He Praises His Second Book At The Expense Of His First (or Vice Versa) And Then Expects The Author To Be Grateful For What He Has Done.

There Did He Sit Shrivelled In His Chimney Corner, Fretting On Account Of His Weak Legs, World Weary, Will Weary, And One Day He Suffocated Through His Excessive Pity.

With The Strength Of His Spiritual Sight And Insight The Distance, And As It Were The Space, Around Man Continually Expands: His World Grows Deeper, Ever New Stars, Ever New Images And Enigmas Come Into View.

Probability But No Truth, Facility But No Freedom--it Is Owing To These Two Fruits That The Tree Of Knowledge Cannot Be Confused With The Tree Of Life.

Mathematics Is Merely The Means To A General And Ultimate Knowledge Of Man.

Every Church Is A Stone On The Grave Of A God-man: It Does Not Want Him To Rise Up Again Under Any Circumstances.

Contentment Preserves One From Catching Cold. Has A Woman Who Knew That She Was Well Dressed Ever Caught A Cold? No, Not Even When She Had Scarcely A Rag On Her Back.

Free From What? What Does That Matter To Zarathustra! Clearly, However, Shall Your Eye Show To Me: Free For What?

Christianity Has The Rancor Of The Sick At Its Very Core-the Instinct Against The Healthy, Against Health. Everything That Is Well-constructed, Proud, Gallant And, Above All, Beautiful Gives Offense To Its Ears And Eyes.

Once Upon A Time, In Some Out Of The Way Corner Of That Universe Which Is Dispersed Into Numberless Twinkling Solar Systems, There Was A Star Upon Which Clever Beasts Invented Knowing.

One Should Not Wrongly Reify 'cause' And 'effect,' As The Natural Scientists Do (and Whoever, Like Them, Now 'naturalizes' In His Thinking), According To The Prevailing Mechanical Doltishness Which Makes The Cause Press And Push Until It 'effects' Its End; One Should Use 'cause' And 'effect' Only As Pure Concepts, That Is To Say, As Conventional Fictions For The Purpose Of Designation And Communication-not For Explanation.

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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?

There Is Nothing We Like To Communicate To Others As Much As The Seal Of Secrecy Together With What Lies Under It.

Sometimes People Don't Want To Hear The Truth Because They Don't Want Their Illusions Destroyed.

A Sure Way To Irritate People And To Put Evil Thoughts Into Their Heads Is To Keep Them Waiting A Long Time. This Makes Them Immoral.

A Pair Of Powerful Spectacles Has Sometimes Sufficed To Cure A Person In Love.

Very Early In My Life I Took The Question Of The Relation Of Art To Truth Seriously: Even Now I Stand In Holy Dread In The Face Of This Discordance. My First Book Was Devoted To It. The Birth Of Tragedy Believes In Art On The Background Of Another Belief

The Best Friend Will Probably Acquire The Best Wife, Because A Good Marriage Is Founded On The Talent For Friendship.

Phlegmatic Natures Can Be Inspired To Enthusiasm Only By Being Made Into Fanatics.

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?

Out Of A Brotherly Love We Occasionally Embrace This Or That Somebody (because We Cannot Embrace Everybody): But We Must Never Letour Somebody Know It.

In Magnanimity There Is The Same Amount Of Egoism As In Revenge, But Egoism Of A Different Quality.

I Know My Fate. One Day My Name Will Be Tied To The Memory Of Something Monstrous - A Crisis Without Equal On Earth.... I Am No Man, I Am Dynamite!

Truth Is Only An Illusion We Have Forgotten Is An Illusion.

This Sign I Give You: Every People Speaks Its Tongue Of Good And Evil, Which The Neighbor Does Not Understand. It Has Invented Its Own Language Of Customs And Rights.

I Love All Who Are Like Heavy Drops Falling One By One Out Of The Dark Cloud That Lowereth Over Man: They Herald The Coming Of The Lightning, And Succumb As Heralds.

My Formula For Greatness In A Human Being Is Amor Fati: That One Wants Nothing To Be Different, Not Forward, Not Backward, Not In All Eternity. Not Merely Bear What Is Necessary, Still Less Conceal It—all Idealism Is Mendaciousness In The Face Of What Is Necessary—but Love It

The 'kingdom Of God' Is Not Something One Waits For; It Has No Yesterday Or Tomorrow, It Does Not Come 'in A Thousand Years' It Is An Experience Within A Heart; It Is Everywhere, It Is Nowhere.

Our Greatest Experiences Are Our Quietest Moments.

[heraclitus] Concluded That Coming-to-be Itself Could Not Be Anything Evil Or Unjust.

Few Are Made For Independence, It Is The Privilege Of The Strong.

We Do Not Place Especial Value On The Possession Of A Virtue Until We Notice Its Total Absence In Our Opponent.

The English Are The People Of Consummate Cant.

He Who Obeys, Does Not Listen To Himself!

And As Long As You Are In Any Way Ashamed Before Yourself, You Do Not Yet Belong With Us.

It Is Certainly Not The Least Charm Of A Theory That It Is Refutable; It Is Precisely Thereby That It Attracts The More Subtle Minds. It Seems That The Hundred-times-refuted Theory Of The "free Will" Owes Its Persistence To This Charm Alone; Some One Is Always Appearing Who Feels Himself Strong Enough To Refute It.

I Do Not Give Alms; I Am Not Poor Enough For That.

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

No Victor Believes In Chance.

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

Love Brings To Light A Lover's Noble And Hidden Qualities-his Rare And Exceptional Traits: It Is Thus Liable To Be Deceptive Of His Normal Qualities.

In The End We Are Always Rewarded For Our Good Will, Our Patience, Fair-mindedness, And Gentleness With What Is Strange.

Pity Is Extolled As The Virtue Of Prostitutes.

Children From Humble Families Must Be Taught How To Command Just As Other Children Must Be Taught How To Obey.

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.

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

In War Personal Revenge Maintains Its Silence.

Whoever Has Provoked Men To Rage Against Him Has Always Gained A Party In His Favor, Too.

Our Body Is Simply A Social Structure Made Of Many Souls.

Is Man God's Biggest Blunder, Or Is Man's God?

If A Woman Seeks Education It Is Probably Because Her Sexual Apparatus Is Malfunctioning.

What Does A Philosopher Demand Of Himself, First And Last? To Overcome His Time In Himself, To Become "timeless.

There Are More Idols Than Realities In The World: That Is My "evil Eye" For This World, Which Is Also My "evil Ear".

Men Should Learn To Live With The Same Seriousness With Which Children Play.

He Who Strays From The Customary Becomes A Sacrifice To The Extraordinary; He Who Keeps To The Customary Becomes Its Slave. He Iscondemned To Perish In Either Case.

We Can Speak Very Much To The Purpose And Yet In Such A Way That The Whole World Cries Out In Contradiction: Namely, When We Are Not Speaking To The Whole World.

It Is Not When It Is Dangerous To Tell The Truth That Its Advocates Are Hardest To Find, But When It Is Boring.

A Little Health Now And Again Is The Ailing Person's Best Remedy.

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.

Pitch-black Winter Nights Live In My Bones.

I Love Him Whose Soul Is Lavish, Who Wanteth No Thanks And Doth Not Give Back: For He Always Bestoweth, And Desireth Not To Keep For Himself.

We Must Understand How To Hide In Darkness In Order To Escape The Gnat-swarms Of Utterly Annoying Admirers.

Perhaps No One As Yet Has Been Truthful Enough About What "truthfulness" Is.

It Is Not To Everyone's Taste That Truth Should Be Pronounced Pleasant. But At Least Let No One Believe That Error Becomes Truth When It Is Pronounced Unpleasant.

Physician, Help Yourself: Thus Help Your Patient Too. Let This Be His Best Help: That He May Behold With His Eyes The Man Who Heals Himself.

Strong Hope Is A Much Greater Stimulant Of Life Than Any Single Realised Joy Could Be.

Assuming That We Have Trained Our Imagination To Denounce The Past, We Will Not Suffer Much From Unfulfilled Wishes.

Those Who Create Are Hard Of Heart.

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

For This Remains As I Have Already Pointed Out The Essential Difference Between The Two Religions Of Decadence : Buddhism Promises Nothing, But Actually Fulfils; Christianity Promises Everything, But Fulfils Nothing.

The Earth Has Become Small, And On It Hops The Last Man, Who Makes Everything Small. His Race Can No More Be Exterminated Than The Flea Can Be. The Last Man Lives The Longest.

Noble And Wise Men Once Believed In The Music Of The Spheres: Noble And Wise Men Still Continue To Believe In The "moral Significance Of Existence." But One Day Even This Sphere-music Will No Longer Be Audible To Them! They Will Wake Up And Take Note That Their Ears Were Dreaming.

A Real Fox Calls Sour Not Only Those Grapes That He Cannot Reach But Also Those That He Has Reached And Taken Away From Others.

All In All, Punishment Hardens And Renders People More Insensible; It Concentrates; It Increases The Feeling Of Estrangement; It Strengthens The Power Of Resistance.

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.

"god", "the Immortality Of The Soul", "salvation", "the Beyond"-even As A Child I Had No Time For Such Notions, I Do Not Waste Any Time Upon Them-maybe I Was Never Childish Enough For That?

The Strongest And Most Evil Spirits Have To Date Advanced Mankind The Most: They Always Rekindled The Sleeping Passions - All Orderly Arranged Society Lulls The Passions To Sleep; They Always Reawakened The Sense Of Comparison, Of Contradiction, Of Delight In The New, The Adventurous, The Untried; They Compelled Men To Set Opinion Against Opinion, Ideal Plan Against Ideal Plan.

Free Will Appears Unfettered, Deliberate; It Is Boundlessly Free, Wandering, The Spirit. But Fate Is A Necessity; Unless We Believe That World History Is A Dream-error, The Unspeakable Sorrows Of Mankind Fantasies, And That We Ourselves Are But The Toys Of Our Fantasies. Fate Is The Boundless Force Of Opposition Against Free Will. Free Will Without Fate Is Just As Unthinkable As Spirit Without Reality, Good Without Evil. Only Antithesis Creates The Quality.

I Love Him Who Reserveth No Share Of Spirit For Himself, But Wanteth To Be Wholly The Spirit Of His Virtue: Thus Walketh He As Spirit Over The Bridge.

We, However, Want To Become Those We Are--human Beings Who Are New, Unique, Incomparable, Who Give Themselves Laws, Who Create Themselves. To That End We Must Become The Best Learners And Discoverers Of Everything That Is Lawful And Necessary In The World: We Must Become Physicists In Order To Be Able To Be Creators In This Sense--while Hitherto All Valuations And Ideals Have Been Based On Ignorance Of Physics Or Were Constructed So As To Contradict It. Therefore: Long Live Physics! And Even More So That Which Compels Us To Turn To Physics--our Honesty!

Freedom Is The Will To Be Responsible For Ourselves.

Solitude Makes Us Tougher Towards Ourselves And Tenderer Towards Others. In Both Ways It Improves Our Character.

Look Not Into The Sun! Even The Moon Is Too Bright For Your Nocturnal Eyes!

Living In A Constant Chase After Gain Compels People To Expend Their Spirit To The Point Of Exhaustion.

Wherever I Found A Living Creature, There I Found The Will To Power.

Enjoy Life. This Is Not A Dress Rehearsal.

What Separates Two People Most Profoundly Is A Different Sense And Degree Of Cleanliness.

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

Where The Good Begins.- Where The Poor Power Of The Eye Can No Longer See The Evil Impulse As Such Because It Has Become Too Subtle, Man Posits The Realm Of Goodness; And The Feeling That We Have Now Entered The Realm Of Goodness Excites All Those Impulses Which Had Been Threatened And Limited By The Evil Impulses, Like The Feeling Of Security, Of Comfort, Of Benevolence. Hence, The Duller The Eye, The More Extensive The Good. Hence The Eternal Cheerfulness Of The Common People And Of Children. Hence The Gloominess And Grief - Akin To A Bad Conscience - Of The Great Thinkers.

We Are More Pained When One Of Our Friends Is Guilty Of Something Shameful Than When We Do It Ourselves.

Let Old Ones Go. Dont Be A Memory-monger! Once You Were Young──now You Are Even Younger.

He Who Possesseth Little Is So Much The Less Possessed. Blessed Be Moderate Poverty!

You Should Seek Your Enemy, You Should Wage Your War - A War For Your Opinions. And When Your Opinion Is Defeatedy Our Honesty Should Still Cry Triumph Over That!

It Is Not In How One Soul Approaches Another But In How It Withdraws That I Knowr Its Affinity And Solidarity With The Other.

Was Mich Nicht Zugrunde Richtet, Macht Mich Starker.

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

I Am Almost Equal To A Shadow.

Untroubled, Scornful, Outrageous - That Is How Wisdom Wants Us To Be: She Is A Woman And Never Loves Anyone But A Warrior.

We Set No Special Value On The Possession Of A Virtue Until We Percieve That It Is Entirely Lacking In Our Adversary.

Illusions Are Certainly Expensive Amusements; But The Destruction Of Illusions Is Still More Expensive, If Looked Upon As An Amusement, As It Undoubtedly Is By Some People.

If The All Powerful God Controls Satan He Is An Accomplice, And If He Doesn't, He Is Not An All Powerful God.

The Surest Aid In Combating The Male's Disease Of Self-contempt Is To Be Loved By A Clever Woman.

The Love Of One Sole Being Is A Barbarism; For It Will Be Employed To The Detriment Of All The Rest. So Too The Love Of God.

The Future Influences The Present Just As Much As The Past.

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