When One Has Not Had A Good

When Asses Are Needed.- You Will Never Get The Crowd To Cry Hosanna Until You Ride Into Town On An Ass.

The Man Who Meets With A Failure Attributes This Failure Rather To The Ill Will Of Another Than To Fate.

For Nothing Is More Democratic Than Logic; It Is No Respecter Of Persons And Makes No Distinction Between Crooked And Straight Noses.

Regarding Life, The Wisest Men Of All Ages Have Judged Alike: It Is Worthless.

To Live As I Incline, Or Not To Live At All: So Do I Wish; So Wisheth Also The Holiest. But Alas! How Have I Still - Inclination? Have I-still A Goal? A Haven Towards Which My Sail Is Set?a Good Wind? Ah, He Only Who Knoweth Whither He Saileth, Knoweth What Wind Is Good, And A Fair Wind For Him.what Still Remaineth To Me? A Heart Weary And Flippant; And Unstable Will; Fluttering Wings; A Broken Backbone.this Seeking For My Home: O Zarathustra, Dost Thou Know That This Seeking Hath Been My Home-sickening; It Eateth Me Up.