What Destroys A Man More Quickly Than

To Get Into Just Those Situations Where Sham Virtues Will Not Suffice, But Rather Where, As With The Ropedancer On His Rope, One Either Falls Or Stands--or Gets Down.

The Will To Incessant Creation Is Vulgar, Betraying Jealousy, Envy, And Ambition. Assuming That You Are Something, There Is Really Nothing That You Need To Do-and Yet You Do A Great Deal. Above The "productive" Man There Is Still A Higher Type.

Every Word Has Its Fragrance: There Is A Harmony And A Disharmony Of Fragrances, And Hence Of Words.

I Am Not Bigoted Enough For A System-and Not Even For My System.

In Every Ascetic Morality Man Worships A Part Of Himself As God And For That He Needs To Diabolize The Other Part.