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Women Are Constituted In Such A Way That All Truth (regarding Men, Love, Children, Society, The Purpose Of Life) Disgusts Them, And In Such A Way That They Try To Revenge Themselves On Anyone Who Opens Their Eyes.

-Friedrich Nietzsche

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Women Are Constituted In

Friedrich Nietzsche

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Women Are Constituted In Such A Way That All Truth (regarding Men, Love, Children, Society, The Purpose Of Life) Disgusts Them, And In Such A Way That They Try To Revenge Themselves On Anyone Who Opens Their Eyes.

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The Greatest Progress That The Human Race Has Made Lies In Learning How To Make Correct Inferences.

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Sensuality Often Hastens The "growth Of Love" So Much That The Roots Remain Weak And Are Easily Torn Up.

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Individual Morality

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A Matter That Becomes Clear Ceases To Concern Us.--what Was That God Thinking Who Counseled, "know Thyself!" Did He Perhaps Mean,"cease To Concern Yourself! Become Objective!"--and Socrates?--and "scientific Men"?

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If We Make Sacrifices In Doing Good Or In Doing Ill, It Does Not Alter The Ultimate Value Of Our Actions; Even If We Stake Our Life In The Cause, As Martyrs Do For The Sake Of Our Church : It Is A Sacrifice To Our Longing For Power, Or For The Purpose Of Conserving Our Sense Of Power.

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Oh Great Star! What Would Your Happiness Be If You Did Not Have Us To Shine For?

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The Most Unendurable Thing, To Be Sure, The Really Terrible Thing, Would Be A Life Without Habits, A Life Which Continually Required Improvisation.

All Words Are Prejudices.

The Higher Its Type, The More Rarely A Thing Succeeds.

If God Had Wanted To Become An Object Of Love, He Would First Of All Have Had To Forgo Judging And Justice : A Judge, And Even A Gracious Judge, Is No Object Of Love.

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.

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We Often Refuse To Accept An Idea Merely Because The Tone Of Voice In Which It Has Been Expressed Is Unsympathetic To Us.

We Find Nothing Easier Than Being Wise, Patient, Superior. We Drip With The Oil Of Forbearance And Sympathy, We Are Absurdly Just, We Forgive Everything. For That Very Reason We Ought To Discipline Ourselves A Little; For That Very Reason We Ought To Cultivate A Little Emotion, A Little Emotional Vice, From Time To Time. It May Be Hard For Us; And Among Ourselves We May Perhaps Laugh At The Appearance We Thus Present. But What Of That! We No Longer Have Any Other Mode Of Self-overcoming Available To Us: This Is Our Asceticism, Our Penance.

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Words Are But Symbols For The Relations Of Things To One Another And To Us; Nowhere Do They Touch Upon Absolute Truth... Through Words And Concepts We Shall Never Reach Beyond The Wall Off Relations, To Some Sort Of Fabulous Primal Ground Of Things.

Whoever Reaches His Ideal Transcends It Eo Ipso.

You Lack The Courage To Be Consumed In Flames And To Become Ashes: So You Will Never Become New, And Never Young Again!

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

Life Is A Well Of Joy; But For Those Out Of Whom An Upset Stomach Speaks, Which Is The Father Of Melancholy, All Wells Are Poisoned.

If It Is True To Say Of The Lazy That They Kill Time, Then It Is Greatly To Be Feared That An Era Which Sees Its Salvation In Public Opinion, This Is To Say Private Laziness, Is A Time That Really Will Be Killed: I Mean That It Will Be Struck Out Of The History Of The True Liberation Of Life. How Reluctant Later Generations Will Be To Have Anything To Do With The Relics Of An Era Ruled, Not By Living Men, But By Pseudo-men Dominated By Public Opinion.

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A Few Hours Of Mountain Climbing Make A Blackguard And A Saint Two Rather Similar Creatures.

God Is Dead, God Remains Dead, And We Have Killed Him.

With One More Talent One Frequently Stands With Greater Instability Than With One Less, As A Table Stands Better On Three Legs Than On Four.

Convictions Are More Dangerous Foes Of Truth Than Lies.

Compulsion Precedes Morality, Indeed Morality Itself Is Compulsion For A Time, To Which One Submits For The Avoidance Of Pain.

How Far Is Truth Susceptible Of Embodiment? That Is The Question, That Is The Experiment.

Whatever Harm The Evil May Do, The Harm Done By The Good Is The Most Harmful Harm.

I Despise Mystics, They Fancy Themselves So Deep, When They Aren't Even Superficial.

Everyone Becomes Brave When He Observes One Who Despairs.

We Must Remain As Close To The Flowers, The Grass, And The Butterflies As The Child Is Who Is Not Yet So Much Taller Than They Are. We Adults, On The Other Hand, Have Outgrown Them And Have To Lower Ourselves To Stoop Down To Them. It Seems To Me That The Grass Hates Us When We Confess Our Love For It. Whoever Would Partake Of All Good Things Must Understand How To Be Small At Times.

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

Sleep Is No Mean Art.

It Is Absolutely Impossible For A Subject To See Or Have Insight Into Something While Leaving Itself Out Of The Picture, So Impossible That Knowing And Being Are The Most Opposite Of All Spheres.

Follow In The Footsteps Of Your Fathers' Virtue! How Could You Hope To Climb High Unless Your Fathers' Will Climbs With You?

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.

Our Knowledge Will Take Its Revenge On Us, Just As Ignorance Exacted Its Revenge During The Middle Ages.

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

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

A Certain Type Of Person Strives To Become A Master Over All, And To Extend His Force, His Will To Power, And To Subdue All That Resists It. But He Encounters The Power Of Others, And Comes To An Arrangement, A Union, With Those That Are Like Him: Thus They Work Together To Serve The Will To Power. And The Process Goes On.

Working Together

He Who Humbles Himself Wants To Be Exalted.

The Quality Of A Marriage Is Proven By Its Ability To Tolerate An Occasional "exception.

Because Men Really Respect Only That Which Was Founded Of Old And Has Developed Slowly, He Who Wants To Live On After His Death Must Take Care Not Only Of His Posterity But Even More Of His Past.

Writers Ought To Be Regarded As Wrongdoers Who Deserve To Be Acquitted Or Pardoned Only In The Rarest Cases: That Would Be A Way To Keep Books From Getting Out Of Hand.

We Believe That We Know Something About The Things Themselves When We Speak Of Trees, Colors, Snow, And Flowers; And Yet We Possess Nothing But Metaphors For Things - Metaphors Which Correspond In No Way To The Original Entities.

Every Master Has But One Disciple, And That One Becomes Unfaithful To Him, For He Too Is Destined For Master-ship.

Without Art We Would Be Nothing But Foreground And Live Entirely In The Spell Of That Perspective Which Makes What Is Closest At Hand And Most Vulgar Appear As If It Were Vast, And Reality Itself.

Philosophical Systems Are Wholly True For Their Founders Only.

Some People Appear To Be More Meager In Talent Than They Are, Just Because The Tasks They Set Themselves Are Always Too Great.

There Would Be No Sunshine In Society If The Born Flatterers, I Mean The So-called Amiable People, Did Not Bring It In With Them.

The First Opinion That Occurs To Us When We Are Suddenly Asked About Something Is Usually Not Our Own But Only The Current One Pertaining To Our Class, Position, Or Parentage; Our Own Opinions Seldom Swim On The Surface.

I Would Believe Only In A God That Knows How To Dance.

Not To Be Cowardly When It Comes To Our Own Actions! Not To Leave Them In The Lurch!--the Sting Of Conscience Is Indecent.

Cows Sometimes Wear An Expression Resembling Wonderment Arrested On Its Way To Becoming A Question. In The Eye Of Superior Intelligence, On The Other Hand, Lies The Nil Admirari Spread Out Like The Monotony Of A Cloudless Sky.

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

To The Good Warrior Soundeth "thou Shalt" Pleasanter Than "i Will." And All That Is Dear Unto You, Ye Shall First Have It Commanded Unto You.

Knapsack Of The Metaphysicians.- Those Who Boast So Mightily Of The Scientificality Of Their Metaphysics Should Receive No Answer; It Is Enough To Pluck At The Bundle Which, With A Certain Degree Of Embarrassment, They Keep Concealed Behind Their Back; If One Succeeds In Opening It, The Products Of That Scientificality Come To Light, Attended By Their Blushes: A Dear Little Lord God, A Nice Little Immortality, Perhaps A Certain Quantity Of Spiritualism, And In Any Event A Whole Tangled Heap Of 'wretched Poor Sinner' And Pharisee Arrogance.

I Am Not A Human Being, I Am Dynamite.

I Am No Man, I Am Dynamite.

We Operate With Nothing But Things Which Do Not Exist, With Lines, Planes, Bodies, Atoms, Divisible Time, Divisible Space - How Should Explanation Even Be Possible When We First Make Everything Into An Image, Into Our Own Image!

Clever People Are Never Credited With Their Follies: What A Deprivation Of Human Rights!

It Is Not Doubt,is Certitude That Drives You Mad.

For Out Of Fear And Need Each Religion Is Born, Creeping Into Existence On The Byways Or Reason.

No More Fiction, For Now We Calculate; But That We May Calculate, We Had To Make Fiction First.

Something Might Be True While Being Harmful And Dangerous In The Highest Degree. Indeed, It Might Be A Basic Characteristic Of Existence That Those Who Know It Completely Would Perish, In Which Case The Strength Of A Spirit Should Be Measured According To How Much Of The 'truth' One Could Still Barely Endure- Or To Put It More Clearly, To What Degree One Would Require It To Be Thinned Down, Shrouded, Sweetened, Blunted, Falsified.

The Moment Germany Rises As A Great Power, France Gains A New Importance As A Cultural Power.

Christianity Was From The Beginning, Essentially And Fundamentally, Life's Nausea And Disgust With Life, Merely Concealed Behind, Masked By, Dressed Up As, Faith In "another" Or "better" Life.

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.

Thou Seekest Disciples? Then Thou Seekest Ciphers.

When Asses Are Needed.- You Will Never Get The Crowd To Cry Hosanna Until You Ride Into Town On An Ass.

Improvements Are Invented Only By Those Who Can Feel That Something Is Not Good.

A Sedentary Life Is The Real Sin Against The Holy Spirit. Only Those Thoughts That Come By Walking Have Any Value.

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!

The Lie Is A Condition Of Life.

Every Attainment, Every Step Forward In Knowledge, Follows From Courage, From Hardness Against Oneself, From Cleanliness In Relation To Oneself.

Unconsciously We Seek The Principles And Opinions Which Are Suited To Our Temperament, So That At Last It Seems As If These Principles And Opinions Had Formed Our Character And Given It Support And Stability.

One Can Promise Actions, But Not Feelings, For The Latter Are Involuntary. He Who Promises To Love Forever Or Hate Forever Or Be Forever Faithful To Someone Is Promising Something That Is Not In His Power.

Yet Where Is Your Inner Value When You No Longer Know What It Is To Breathe Freely; When You No Longer Have Freedom Over Your Own Selves

Words Are But Symbols For The Relations Of Things To One Another And To Us; Nowhere Do They Touch Upon Absolute Truth.

Courage Is The Best Slayer - Courage Which Attacketh, For In Every Attack There Is The Sound Of Triumph.

I Looked For Great Men, But All I Found Were The Apes Of Their Ideals.

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

The Man Who Sees Little Always Sees Less Than There Is To See; The Man Who Hears Badly Always Hears Something More Than There Is To Hear.

Love Is More Afraid Of Change Than Destruction.

No Journey Is Too Great, When One Finds What One Seeks.

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