What, Then Is Truth?... Truths Are Illusions

Books And Drafts Mean Something Quite Different For Different Thinkers. One Collects In A Book The Lights He Was Able To Steal And Carry Home Swiftly Out Of The Rays Of Some Insight That Suddenly Dawned On Him, While Another Thinker Offers Us Nothing But Shadows - Images In Black And Grey Of What Had Built Up In His Soul The Day Before.

I Looked For Great Men, But All I Found Were The Apes Of Their Ideals.

The Task Is Not To Overcome Opponents In General But Only Those Opponents Against Whom One Has To Summon All One's Strength, One's Skill And One's Swordsmanship-in Fact To Master Opponents Who Are One's Equals.

When, However, You Have An Enemy, Then Do Not Requite Him Good For Evil: For That Would Shame Him. Instead, Prove That He Did Some Good For You. And Rather Be Angry Than Put To Shame! And When You Are Cursed, I Do Not Like It That You Want To Bless. Rather Curse A Little Also! And If You Are Done A Great Injustice, Then Quickly Add Five Small Ones. Hideous To Behold Is He Who Is Obsessed With An Injustice.

What Else Is Love But Understanding And Rejoicing In The Fact That Another Person Lives Acts And Experiences Otherwise Than We Do?