A Man Who Is Very Busy Seldom

Because We Have For Millenia Made Moral, Aesthetic, Religious Demands On The World, Looked Upon It With Blind Desire, Passion Or Fear, And Abandoned Ourselves To The Bad Habits Of Illogical Thinking, This World Has Gradually Become So Marvelously Variegated, Frightful, Meaningful, Soulful, It Has Acquired Color - But We Have Been The Colorists: It Is The Human Intellect That Has Made Appearances Appear And Transported Its Erroneous Basic Conceptions Into Things.

The Will To Power Can Express Itself Only Against Resistances; It Seeks That Which Resists It--this Is The Native Tendency Of Theamoeba When It Extends Its Pseudopodia And Gropes Around.

Philosophers Are Not Honest Enough In Their Work, Although They Make A Lot Of Virtuous Noise When The Problem Of Truthfulness Is Touched Even Remotely. They All Pose As If They Had Discovered And Reached Their Real Opinions Through The Self-development Of A Cold, Pure, Divinely Unconcerned Dialectic...; While At Bottom It Is An Assumption, A Hunch, Indeed A Kind Of "inspiration" Most Often A Desire Of The Heart That Has Been Filtered And Made Abstract That They Defend With Reasons They Have Sought After The Fact.

What Is Evil?-whatever Springs From Weakness.

The Advantage Of A Bad Memory Is That One Enjoys Several Times The Same Good Things For The First Time.