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One is ten thousand to me, if he is the best.
A person's character is his fate.
Heraclitus
The gentelman of the low type, on hearing the Truth, laughs loudly at it.
If he had not laughed, it would not suffice to be the Truth.
The sage does not show himself; therefore he is seen everywhere.
He does not define himself; therefore he is distinct.
Lao Tzu
We do not despise all those who have vices, but we despise all those who have not a single virtue.
Absence diminishes small loves and increases great ones, as the wind blows out the candle and fans the bonfire.
We are all strong enough to bear the misfortunes of others.
There are heroes in evil as well as in good.
Francois de la Rochefoucauld
Forbidden generosity. -- There is not enough love and goodness in the world for us to be permitted to give any of it away to imaginary things.
Of all that is written, I love only what a person hath written with his blood.
Write with blood, and thou will find that blood is spirit.
It is no easy task to understand unfamiliar blood.
Better be a fool on one's own account, than a sage on other people's approbation.
This sign I give to you: every people speaks its own language of good and evil, which its neighbor does not understand.
It has created its own language of laws and customs.
Where mine honesty ceases, there am I blind, and want also to be blind.
Where I want to know, however, there want I also to be honest - namely, severe, rigorous, restricterd, cruel and inexorable.
/�/ And verily, with mine own blood have I increased mine own knowledge!
There is more sagacity in thy body than in thy best wisdom.
When one has much to put into them, a day has a hundred pockets.
During the journey we commonly forget its goal.
Almost every profession is chosen as a means to an end but continued as an end in itself.
Forgetting our objectives is the most frequent act of stupidity.
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.
We want to be the poets of our life�first of all in the smallest, most everyday matters.
One could conceive of such a pleasure and power of self-determination, such a freedom of the will that the spirit would take leave of all faith and every wish for certainty, being practiced in maintaining himself on insubstantial ropes and possibilities and dancing even near abysses. Such a spirit would be the free spirit par excellence.
The overman is the meaning of the earth.
I would believe only in a god who could dance.
You may have only enemies whom you can hate, not enemies you despise.
You must be proud of your enemy: then the successes of your enemy are your successes too.
Verily, men gave themselves all their good and evil.
Verily, they did not take it, they did not find it, nor did it come to them as a voice from heaven.
Only man placed values in things to preserve himself�he alone created a meaning for things, a human meaning.
Therefore he calls himself "man," which means: the esteemer.
I want to die myself that you, my friends, may love the earth more for my sake; and to earth I want to return that I may find rest in her who gave birth to me.
Remain faithful to the earth, my brothers, with the power of your virtue. Let your gift-giving love and your knowledge serve the meaning of the earth. Thus I beg and beseech you. Do not let them fly away from earthly things and beat with their wings against eternal walls. Alas, there has always been so much virtue that has flown away. Lead back to the earth the virtue that flew away, as I do�back to the body, back to life, that it may give the earth a meaning, a human meaning.
You had not yet sought yourselves: and you found me.
Thus do all believers; therefore all faith amounts to so little.
Now I bid you lose me and find yourselves; and only when you have all denied me will I return to you.
For that man be delivered from revenge, that is for me the bridge to the highest hope, and a rainbow after long storms.
Verily, I have often laughed at the weaklings who thought themselves good because they had no claws.
It is the stillest words that bring on the storm.
Thoughts that come on doves' feet guide the world.
This crown of him who laughs, this rose-wreath crown: to you, my brothers, I throw this crown.
Laughter I have pronounced holy; you higher men, learn to laugh!
Man alone suffers so excruciatingly in the world that he was compelled to invent laughter.
Whoever despises himself still respects himself as one who despises.
Whatever is done from love always occurs beyond good and evil.
Madness is rare in individuals�but in groups, parties, nations, and ages it is the rule.
Wisdom�seems to the rabble a kind of escape, a means and a trick for getting well out of a wicked game.
But the genuine philosopher�as it seems to us, my friends?�lives "unphilosophically" and "unwisely," above all imprudently, and feels the burden and the duty of a hundred attempts and temptations of life�he risks himself constantly, he plays the wicked game.
There are master morality and slave morality...even in the same human being, within a single soul.
The slave revolt in morality begins when ressentiment itself becomes creative and gives birth to values: the ressentiment of natures that are denied the true reaction, that of deeds, and compensate themselves with an imaginary revenge. While every noble morality develops from a triumphant affirmation of itself, slave morality from the outset says No to what is "outside," what is "different," what is "not itself"; and this No is its creative deed.
To demand of strength that it should not express itself as strength, that it should not be a desire to overcome, a desire to throw down, a desire to become master, a thirst for enemies and resistances and triumphs, is just as absurd as to demand of weakness that it should express itself as strength. A quantum of force is equivalent to a quantum of drive, will, effect�more, it is nothing other than precisely this very driving, willing, effecting, and only owing to the seduction of language (and of the fundamental errors of reason that petrified in it) which conceives and misconceives all effects as conditioned by something that causes effects, by a "subject," can it appear otherwise. For just as the popular mind separates the lightning from its flash and takes the latter for an action, for the operation of a subject called lightning, so popular morality also separates strength from expressions of strength, as if there were a neutral substratum behind the strong man, which was free to express strength or not to do so. But there is no such substratum; there is no "being" behind doing, effecting, becoming; "the doer" is merely a fiction added to the deed�the deed is everything.
Which is it, is man one of God's blunders or is God one of man's?
I mistrust all systematizers and I avoid them.
The will to a system is a lack of integrity.
The sedentary life is the very sin against the Holy Spirit.
Only thoughts reached by walking have value.
Such a spirit who has become free stands amid the cosmos with a joyous and trusting fatalism, in the faith that only the particular is loathsome, and that all is redeemed and affirmed in the whole�he does not negate anymore.
Such a faith, however, is the highest of all possible faiths: I have baptized it with the name of Dionysus.
A casual stroll through the lunatic asylum shows that faith does not prove anything.
My humanity is a constant self-overcoming.
For what purpose humanity is there should not even concern us: why you are there, that you should ask yourself: and if you have no ready answer, then set for yourself goals, high and noble goals, and perish in pursuit of them!
I know of no better life purpose than to perish in attempting the great and the impossible.
The will to a system: in a philosopher, morally speaking, a subtle corruption, a disease of the character; amorally speaking, his will to appear more stupid than he is�more stupid, that is to say: stronger, simpler, more imperious, more uneducated, more commanding, more tyrannical.
I am not bigoted enough for a system�and not even for my system.
In heaven all the interesting people are missing.
Friedrich Nietzsche
Man is to himself the most wonderful object in nature; for he cannot conceive what the body is,
still less what the mind is, and least of all how a body should be united to a mind.
This is the consummation of his difficulties, and yet it is his very being.
Modus quo corporibus adhaerent spiritus comprehendi ab hominibus non potest, et hoc tamen homo est.
Blaise Pascal
Wisdom is only the most difficult kind of simplicity.
The similarities between us make possible any communication but only the differences make it interesting.
There are two main sources of violence.
The first gushes from the joyful sense of one's own strength.
The second one is a desperate act of complete weakness.
But upon reflection I must admit that there is also the third source of violence.
It can be described as the desperation of the power.
Paul Bany
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