They Muddy The Water, To Make It

Rather Perish Than Hate And Fear, And Twice Rather Perish Than Make Oneself Hated And Feared — This Must Some Day Become The Highest Maxim For Every Single Commonwealth.

I Am A Forest, And A Night Of Dark Trees: But He Who Is Not Afraid Of My Darkness, Will Find Banks Full Of Roses Under My Cypresses.

Pity Is Extolled As The Virtue Of Prostitutes.

The World Itself Is The Will To Power - And Nothing Else! And You Yourself Are The Will To Power - And Nothing Else!

Is Man God's Biggest Blunder, Or Is Man's God?