There Are No Facts, Only Interpretations.

Egoism Is The Very Essence Of A Noble Soul.

Nobody Can Build The Bridge For You To Walk Across The River Of Life, No One But You Yourself Alone. There Are, To Be Sure, Countless Paths And Bridges And Demi-gods Which Would Carry You Across This River; But Only At The Cost Of Yourself; You Would Pawn Yourself And Lose. There Is In The World Only One Way, On Which Nobody Can Go, Except You: Where Does It Lead? Do Not Ask, Go Along With It.

If It Is True To Say Of The Lazy That They Kill Time, Then It Is Greatly To Be Feared That An Era Which Sees Its Salvation In Public Opinion, This Is To Say Private Laziness, Is A Time That Really Will Be Killed: I Mean That It Will Be Struck Out Of The History Of The True Liberation Of Life. How Reluctant Later Generations Will Be To Have Anything To Do With The Relics Of An Era Ruled, Not By Living Men, But By Pseudo-men Dominated By Public Opinion.

The Enjoyment That All Morality Has Given Us To Now And That It Continues To Give Us--and So, What Has Kept It Going Up To Now--lies In Everyone's Right, Without Lengthy Investigation, To Praise And Blame. And Who Could Endure Life Without Praising And Blaming!

And So Do You Suppose It Must Be A Piece-work Because It Has Been Given To You (and Could Only Be Given To You) In Pieces?