We Are Most Unfair To God; We

My Formula For Greatness In A Human Being Is Amor Fati: That One Wants Nothing To Be Different, Not Forward, Not Backward, Not In All Eternity. Not Merely Bear What Is Necessary, Still Less Conceal It—all Idealism Is Mendaciousness In The Face Of What Is Necessary—but Love It

Invisible Threads Are The Strongest Ties.

Some Men Are Born Posthumously.

No Shepherd And One Herd! Everybody Wants The Same, Everybody Is The Same: Whoever Feels Different Goes Voluntarily Into A Madhouse.

In Our Own Presence, We All Pretend To Be Simpler Than We Are: Thus We Take A Break From Our Fellow Human Beings.