Only Ideas Won By Walking Have Any

What Destroys A Man More Quickly Than To Work, Think And Feel Without Inner Necessity, Without Any Deep Personal Desire, Without Pleasure - As A Mere Automaton Of Duty?

Deep Is The Well Of Truth And Long Does It Take To Know What Has Fallen Into Its Depths.

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!

The Love Of One Sole Being Is A Barbarism; For It Will Be Employed To The Detriment Of All The Rest. So Too The Love Of God.

The Same Relation Exists Between Merchant And Pirate, Who For A Long Period Are One And The Same Person: Where The One Function Appears To Them Inadvisable, They Exercise The Other.