He Who Knoweth The Reader, Doeth Nothing

Our Body Is Simply A Social Structure Made Of Many Souls.

The Beautiful Exists Just As Little As The True. In Every Case It Is A Question Of The Conditions Of Preservation Of A Certain Type Of Man: Thus The Herd-man Will Experience The Value Feeling Of The True In Different Things Than Will The Overman.

Denn Was Ist Freiheit? Dasz Man Den Willen Zur Selbstverantwortlichkeit Hat.

That Whatever A Man Says, Promises, Or Resolves In Passion He Must Stick To Later On When He Is Cold And Sober--this Demand Is Among The Heaviest Burdens That Weigh On Humankind.

Who Can Attain To Anything Great If He Does Not Feel In Himself The Force And Will To Inflict Great Pain?