Every God-man Created His Own God: And

The Earth Has Become Small, And On It Hops The Last Man, Who Makes Everything Small. His Race Can No More Be Exterminated Than The Flea Can Be. The Last Man Lives The Longest.

You Must Await Your Thirst And Allow It To Become Complete: Otherwise You Will Never Discover Your Spring, Which Can Never Be Anyone Else's!

I Know My Fate. One Day My Name Will Be Tied To The Memory Of Something Monstrous - A Crisis Without Equal On Earth.... I Am No Man, I Am Dynamite!

Whoever Thinks Much And To Good Purpose Easily Forgets His Own Experiences, But Not The Thoughts Which These Experiences Have Called Forth.

A Joke Is An Epigram On The Death Of A Feeling.