Rather know nothing than half-know much! Rather be a fool on one’s own than a sage according to the opinion of others!
— Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
Man’s fate knowns no harsher misfortune than when those who have power on earth are not also the first men. That makes everything false and crooked and monstrous. And when they are even the last, and more beast than man, then the pride of the mob rises and rises, and eventually the virtue of the mob even says, ‘Behold, I alone am virtue!
— Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
Posted June 14, 2010 at 2:14am
Do I strike you as discourteous? But this is my court.
— Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
Posted June 14, 2010 at 2:10am
Alas, where in the world has there been more folly than among the pitying? And what in the world has caused more suffering than the folly of the pitying? Woe to all who love without having a height that is above their pity!
— Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
Posted June 14, 2010 at 2:05am
Behold, there is no above, no below! Throw yourself around, out, back, you who are light! Sing! Speak no more! Are not all words made for the grave and the heavy? Are not all words lies to those who are light? Sing! Speak no more!
— Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
Posted June 14, 2010 at 2:05am
For must there not be that over which one dances and dances away?
— Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
Posted June 14, 2010 at 1:47am
By many ways, in many ways, I reached my truth: it was not on one ladder that I climbed to the height where my eye roams over my distance. And it was only reluctantly that I ever inquired about the way: that always offended my taste. I preferred to question and try out the ways themselves.
— Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
Posted June 14, 2010 at 1:46am
For the old gods, after all, things came to an end long ago; and verily, they had a good gay godlike end. They did not end in a “twilight,” though this lie is told. Instead: one day they laughed themselves to death. That happened when the most godless word issued from one of the gods themselves—the word: “There is one god. Thou shalt have no other god before me!” An old grimbeard of a god, a jealous one, thus forgot himself. And then all the gods laughed and rocked on their chairs and cried, “Is not just this godlike that there are gods but no God?” He that has ears to hear, let him hear!
— Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
Posted June 14, 2010 at 1:42am
Verily, this will yet be my death, that I shall suffocate with laughter when I see asses drunk and hear night watchmen thus doubting God.
— Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
Posted June 14, 2010 at 1:39am
They spend the day sitting at swamps with fishing rods, thinking themselves profound; but whoever fishes where there are no fish, I would not even call superficial.
— Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
Posted June 14, 2010 at 1:36am
Those who are half-and-half spoil all that is whole. That leaves wilt—what is there to wail about? Let them fly and fall, O Zarathustra, and do not wail! It is better to blow among them with rustling winds—blow among these leaves, O Zarathustra, that everything wilted may run away from you even faster!
— Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
Posted June 14, 2010 at 1:34am
Alas, there are always only a few whose hearts long retain their courageous bearing and overbearing prankishness, and whose spirits also remain patient.
— Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
Posted June 14, 2010 at 1:32am
Change of values—that is a change of creators. Whoever must be a creator always annihilates. First, peoples were creators; and only in later times, individuals. Verily, the individual himself is still the most recent creation.
— Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
Posted June 14, 2010 at 1:29am
Slow is the experience of all deep wells: long must they wait before they know what fell into their depth.
— Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
Posted June 10, 2010 at 3:25am
