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Whether We Immoralists Do Any Harm To Virtue?-just As Little As Anarchists Do To Princes. It Is Only Because They Have Been Shot At That They Once Again Sit Securely On Their Thrones. Moral: We Must Shoot At Morals.

-Friedrich Nietzsche

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Whether We Immoralists Do

Friedrich Nietzsche

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Whether We Immoralists Do Any Harm To Virtue?-just As Little As Anarchists Do To Princes. It Is Only Because They Have Been Shot At That They Once Again Sit Securely On Their Thrones. Moral: We Must Shoot At Morals.

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I Love Him Who Laboureth And Inventeth, That He May Build The House For The Superman, And Prepare For Him Earth, Animal, And Plant: For Thus Seeketh He His Own Down-going.

Whoever No Longer Finds Greatness In God No Longer Finds It Anywhere--he Must Either Deny It Or Create It.

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This Tremendous Event Is Still On Its Way, Still Wandering; It Has Not Yet Reached The Ears Of Men. Lightning And Thunder Require Time; The Light On The Stars Requires Time; Deeds Though Done, Still Require Time To Be Seen And Heard. This Deed Is Still More Distant From Them Than The Most Distant Stars - And Yet They Have Done It Themselves.

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It Is Our Taste That Decides Against Christianity Now, No Longer Our Reasons.

That Which Does Not Kill Us Makes Us Stronger.

No One Dies Of Fatal Truths Nowadays: There Are Too Many Antidotes.

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Faith Actually Moves No Mountains, But Instead Raises Them Up Where There Were None Before.

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Possessions Are Usually Diminished By Possession.

Pardon Me, My Friends, I Have Ventured To Paint My Happiness On The Wall.

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