[heraclitus' Language] Dispenses With Lightness And Artificial

What Do We Have In Common With The Rosebud, Which Trembles Because A Drop Of Dew Lies On Its Body?

Be Careful, Lest In Casting Out Your Demon You Exorcise The Best Thing In You.

In Heaven, All The Interesting People Are Missing.

Death. The Certain Prospect Of Death Could Sweeten Every Life With A Precious And Fragrant Drop Of Levity- And Now You Strange Apothecary Souls Have Turned It Into An Ill-tasting Drop Of Poison That Makes The Whole Of Life Repulsive.

I Am Zarathustra The Godless: Where Shall I Find My Equal? All Those Who Give Themselves Their Own Will And Renounce All Submission, They Are My Equals.