Dead Are All Gods: Now We Want

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.

We Ought To Fear A Man Who Hates Himself, For We Are At Risk Of Becoming Victims Of His Anger And Revenge. Let Us Then Try To Lure Him Into Self-love.

Who Is Better, They Who Promote Truth Over Happiness, Or Happiness Over Truth?

The Wreckage Of Stars - I Built A World From This Wreckage.

The Idealist Is Incorrigible: If He Is Thrown Out Of His Heaven He Makes An Ideal Of His Hell.