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When a man is in love he endures more than at other times; he submits to everything.
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Everything matters. Nothing's important.
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...throw roses into the abyss and say: 'here is my thanks to the monster who didn't succeed in swallowing me alive.
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To see others suffer does one good, to make others suffer even more: this is a hard saying but an ancient, mighty, human, all-too-human principle [....] Without cruelty there is no festival.
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One is punished best for one's virtues.
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Sensuality often makes love grow too quickly, so that the root remains weak and is easy to pull out.
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The future influences the present just as much as the past.
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No journey is too great, when one finds what one seeks.
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I hate who steals my solitude, without really offer me in exchange company.
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One should part from life as Odysseus parted from Nausicaa-blessing it rather than in love with it.
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At times one remains faithful to a cause only because its opponents do not cease to be insipid.
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All I need is a sheet of paper and something to write with, and then I can turn the world upside down.
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Man makes god in his own image.
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Der Mensch strebt nicht nach Glück; nur der Engländer thut das
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The most unendurable thing, to be sure, the really terrible thing, would be a life without habits, a life which continually required improvisation.
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People are always angry at anyone who chooses very individual standards for his life; because of the extraordinary treatment which that man grants to himself, they feel degraded, like ordinary beings.
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The only excuse for God is that he doesn't exist.
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wir vermeinen, daß Härte, Gewaltsamkeit, Sklaverie, Gefahr auf der Gasse und im Herzen, Verborgenheit, Stoicismus, Versucherkunst und Teufelei jeder Art, daß alles Böse, Furchtbare, Tyrannische, Raubthier- und Schlangenhafte am Menschen so gut zur Erhöhung der Species »Mensch« dient, als sein Gegensatz...
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There will always be rocks in the road ahead of us. They will be stumbling blocks or stepping stones; it all depends on how you use them.
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What are man's truths ultimately? Merely his irrefutable errors.
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One must never have spared oneself, one must have acquired hardness as a habit to be cheerful and in good spirits in the midst of nothing but hard truths.
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Nothing is beautiful, only man: on this piece of naivete rests all aesthetics, it is the first truth of aesthetics. Let us immediately add its second: nothing is ugly but degenerate man - the domain of aesthetic judgment is therewith defined.
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[Heraclitus speaks as if] in entrancement ... but [also] truthfully.
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We have already gone beyond whatever we have words for. In all talk there is a grain of contempt.