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It Is Within Your Power To See That All You Have Experienced, Trials, Errors, Faults, Deceptions, Passions, Your Love And Your Hope, Shall Be Merged Wholly In Your Aim.

Respectability Offends My Taste.

I Devote Myself To What I Love The Most, And For This Very Reason I Hesitate To Designate It With Lofty Words: I Do Not Want To Risk Believing That It Is A Sublime Compulsion, A Law, Which I Obey: I Love What I Love The Most Too Much To Wish To Appear To It As One Compelled.

Christianity In Particular Should Be Dubbed A Great Treasure-chamber Of Ingenious Consolations, Such A Store Of Refreshing, Soothing, Deadening Drugs Has It Accumulated Within Itself.

How Much Reverence Has A Noble Man For His Enemies!--and Such Reverence Is A Bridge To Love.--for He Desires His Enemy For Himself, As His Mark Of Distinction; He Can Endure No Other Enemy Than One In Whom There Is Nothing To Despise And Very Much To Honor! In Contrast To This, Picture "the Enemy" As The Man Of Ressentiment Conceives Him--and Here Precisely Is His Deed, His Creation: He Has Conceived "the Evil Enemy," "the Evil One," And This In Fact Is His Basic Concept, From Which He Then Evolves, As An Afterthought And Pendant, A "good One"--himself!