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Desire is happiness: satisfaction as happiness is merely the ultimate moment of desire. To be wish and wish alone is happiness, and a new wish over and over again.
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We pay dearly for immortality: we die for it more than once during our lifetimes.
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What is more harmful than any vice? Practical sympathy and pity for all the failures and all the weak : Christianity.
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A noble soul is not the one that can manage the highest flights but the one that rises very little and falls very little but always dwells in a free, resplendent atmosphere and altitude.
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Of all evil I deem you capable: therefore I want the good from you.
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It is only great pain--that slow, sustained pain that takes its time, in which we are, as it were, burned with smoldering green firewood--that forces us philosophers to sink to our ultimate profundity and to do away with all the trust, everything good-natured, veil-imposing, mild and middling, on which we may have previously based our humanity. I doubt that such a pain makes us 'better'--but I know that it makes us deeper.
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What we do in dreams we also do when we are awake: we invent and fabricate the person with whom we associate - and immediately forget we have done so.
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For a significant man woman, the one thought he values greatly, to the laughter and scorn of insignificant men, is a key to hidden treasure chambers; for those others, it is nothing but a piece of old iron.
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We are unknown to ourselves, we men of knowledge-and with good reason. We have never sought ourselves- how could it happen that we should ever find ourselves?
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Verily, a polluted stream is man. One must actually be a sea to take in a polluted stream without becoming impure. Behold, I teach you the superman: he is the this sea, in him can your great contempt go under.
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I have forgotten my umbrella.
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I have never come across someone who could inspire more respect than the Greek philosophers.
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One must separate from anything that forces one to repeat No again and again.
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What is bad? All that proceeds from weakness.
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The parasites live where the great have little secret sores.
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Instinct. When the house burns one forgets even lunch. Yes, but one eats it later in the ashes.
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The god on the cross is a curse on life, a signpost to seek redemption from life; Dionysus cut to pieces is a promise of life: it will be eternally reborn and return again from destruction.
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The genius-in work and in deed-is necessarily a squanderer: the fact that he spends himself constitutes his greatness.
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When there is a choice about it, a great sacrifice is preferable to a small sacrifice, because we compensate ourselves for a greatone with self-admiration, which is not possible with a small one.
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"God", "the immortality of the soul", "salvation", "the beyond"-even as a child I had no time for such notions, I do not waste any time upon them-maybe I was never childish enough for that?
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The man of knowledge must be able not only to love his enemies but also to hate his friends.
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If you have hitherto believed that life was one of the highest value and now see yourselves disappointed, do you at once have to reduce it to the lowest possible price?
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Reason is the cause of our falsification of the evidence of the senses. In so far as the senses show becoming, passing away, change, they do not lie.
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A man far oftener appears to have a decided character from persistently following his temperament than from persistently following his principles.