One Is Punished Best For One's Virtues.

What Was A Lie In The Father Becomes A Conviction In The Son.

Where I Found The Living, There I Found The Will To Power; Even In The Will Of Servants I Found The Will To Be Master.

On All The Walls, Wherever Walls Exist, I Will Inscribe This Eternal Indictment Of Christianity--i Have Letters To Make Even Blindmen See.... I Call Christianity The Single Great Curse, The Single Great Innermost Depravity, The Single Great Instinct Of Revenge, For Which No Means Is Poisonous, Secretive, Subterranean, Small Enough--i Call It Mankind's Single Immortal Blemish.... And We Reckon Time From The Dies Nefastus With Which This Calamity Arose--following Christianity's First Day!--why Not Following Its Last Day, Instead?--following Today?--transvaluation Of All Values!

Great Things Demand That We Either Remain Silent About Them Or Speak In A Great Manner: In A Great Manner, That Is-cynically And With Innocence.

'he Who Seeks May Easily Get Lost Himself. It Is A Crime To Go Apart And Be Alone.' Thus Speaks The Herd.