One Must Renounce The Bad Taste Of

The Sensible Author Writes For No Other Posterity Than His Own--that Is, For His Age--so As To Be Able Even Then To Take Pleasurein Himself.

Who Can Attain To Anything Great If He Does Not Feel In Himself The Force And Will To Inflict Great Pain? The Ability To Suffer Is A Small Matter: In That Line, Weak Women And Even Slaves Often Attain Masterliness. But Not To Perish From Internal Distress And Doubt When One Inflicts Great Suffering And Hears The Cry Of It That Is Great, That Belongs To Greatness.

At The Very Moment When Someone Is Beginning To Take Philosophy Seriously, The Whole World Believes The Opposite.

After All, What Would Be "beautiful" If The Contradiction Had Not First Become Conscious Of Itself, If The Ugly Had Not First Said To Itself: "i Am Ugly"?.

One Has To Pay Dearly For Immortality; One Has To Die Several Times While One Is Still Alive.