Priests ... These Turkey-cocks Of God.

Thus I Spoke, More And More Softly; For I Was Afraid Of My Own Thoughts And The Thoughts Behind My Thoughts.

I Love Him Who Loveth His Virtue: For Virtue Is The Will To Down-going, And An Arrow Of Longing.

The Purpose Of Criminal Law Is To Punish The Enemies Of Those In Power.

The Way To Transmute Your Iron Duty Into Gold In Everyone's Eyes Is This: Always Deliver More Than You Promise.

From The State The Exceptional Individual Cannot Expect Much. He Is Seldom Benefited By Being Taken Into Its Service; The Only Certain Advantage It Can Give Him Is Complete Independence. Only Real Culture Will Prevent Him Being Too Early Tired Out Or Used Up, And Will Spare Him The Exhausting Struggle Against Culture-philistinism.