Righteousness Exalteth A Nation.

Give Me Today, For Once, The Worst Throw Of Your Dice, Destiny. Today I Transmute Everything Into Gold.

The "religion Of Pity" To Which People Would Like To Convert Us- Oh, We Know Well Enough The Hysterical Little Men And Women Who Need This Religion At Present As A Veil And An Adornment!

Whoever Possesses Abundant Joy Must Be A Good Man: But He Is Probably Not The Cleverest Man, Although He Achieves Exactly What It Is That The Cleverest Man Strives With All His Cleverness To Achieve.

Loving And Perishing: It's Been A Rhyme All These Eternities. The Will To Love: That Is, Also Being Willing To Die.

Ah, Only He Who Knows Where He Sails, Knows What Wind Is Good, And A Fair Wind For Him.