One Is Proud To Worship When He

Where One Despises, One Cannot Wage War.

We Seldom Break A Leg As Long As We Are Climbing Wearily Upwards In Our Lives, Instead We Do It When We Start Going Easy On Ourselves And Choosing The Comfortable Paths.

I Would Only Believe In A God Who Could Dance. And When I Saw My Devil I Found Him Serious, Thorough, Profound, And Solemn: It Was The Spirit Of Gravity—through Him All Things Fall. Not By Wrath Does One Kill But By Laughter. Come, Let Us Kill The Spirit Of Gravity!

To Live As I Incline, Or Not To Live At All: So Do I Wish; So Wisheth Also The Holiest. But Alas! How Have I Still - Inclination? Have I-still A Goal? A Haven Towards Which My Sail Is Set?a Good Wind? Ah, He Only Who Knoweth Whither He Saileth, Knoweth What Wind Is Good, And A Fair Wind For Him.what Still Remaineth To Me? A Heart Weary And Flippant; And Unstable Will; Fluttering Wings; A Broken Backbone.this Seeking For My Home: O Zarathustra, Dost Thou Know That This Seeking Hath Been My Home-sickening; It Eateth Me Up.

One Man Runs To His Neighbor Because He Is Looking For Himself, And Another Because He Wants To Loose Himself. Your Bad Love Of Yourselves Makes Solitude A Prison For You.