The Good Displeases Us When We Are

What Does It Matter Whether I Am Shown To Be Right! I Am Right Too Much!--and He Who Laughs Best Today Will Also Laugh Last.

Ye Shall Only Have Foes To Be Hated; But Not Foes To Be Despised: Ye Must Be Proud Of Your Foes.

God Is Dead, God Remains Dead, And We Have Killed Him.

To Regard States Of Distress In General As An Objection, As Something Which Must Be Abolished Is The Greatest Nonsense On Earth; Having The Most Disastrous Consequences, Fatally Stupid- Almost As Stupid As A Wish To Abolish Bad Weather - Out Of Pity For The Poor.

We Can Speak Very Much To The Purpose And Yet In Such A Way That The Whole World Cries Out In Contradiction: Namely, When We Are Not Speaking To The Whole World.