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The Hour-Hand of Life --- Life consists of rare, isolated moments of the greatest significance, and of innumerably many intervals, during which at best the silhouettes of those moments hover about us. Love, springtime, every beautiful melody, mountains, the moon, the sea - all these speak completely to the heart but once, if in fact they ever do get a chance to speak completely. For many men do not have those moments at all, and are themselves intervals and intermissions in the symphony of real life.
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To live alone one must be an animal or a god - says Aristotle. There is yet a third case: one must be both - a philosopher.
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Glaubt es mir! – das Geheimnis, um die größte Fruchtbarkeit und den größten Genuß vom Dasein einzuernten, heißt: gefährlich leben!
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Not necessity, not desire - no, the love of power is the demon of men. Let them have everything - health, food, a place to live, entertainment - they are and remain unhappy and low-spirited: for the demon waits and waits and will be satisfied.
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If you look long enough into the void, the void begins to look back through you.
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We do not hate as long as we still attach a lesser value, but only when we attach an equal or a greater value.
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Our vanity desires that what we do best should be considered what is hardest for us.
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The most common lie is that which one lies to himself; lying to others is relatively an exception.
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Some men are born posthumously.
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Strength is the morality of the man who stands out from the rest, and it is mine.
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One often contradicts an opinion when what is uncongenial is really the tone in which it was conveyed.
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The true man wants two things: danger and play. For that reason he wants woman, as the most dangerous plaything.
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No artist tolerates reality.
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Those who know that they are profound strive for clarity. Those who would like to seem profound to the crowd strive for obscurity. For the crowd believes that if it cannot see to the bottom of something it must be profound. It is so timid and dislikes going into the water.
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Success has always been the greatest liar - and the "work" itself is a success; the great statesman, the conqueror, the discoverer is disguised by his creations, often beyond recognition; the "work," whether of the artist or the philosopher, invents the man who has created it, who is supposed to have create it; "great men," as they are venerated, are subsequent pieces of wretched minor fiction.
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Liberalismus: auf deutsch Heerden-Verthierung ...
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Truths are illusions of which one has forgotten that they are illusions, metaphors that have become worn-out and deprived of their sensuous force, coins that have lost their imprint and are now no longer seen as coins but as metal.
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Perhaps man will rise ever higher as soon as he ceases to flow out into a god.
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And I offer you this parable: Not a few who sought to cast out their devil entered into the swine themselves.
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Everything good is the transmutation of something evil: every god has a devil for a father.
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You say it is the good cause that hallows even war? I say unto you: it is the good war that hallows any cause.
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Sensuality often hastens the "Growth of Love" so much that the roots remain weak and are easily torn up.
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Noble and wise men once believed in the music of the spheres: noble and wise men still continue to believe in the "moral significance of existence." But one day even this sphere-music will no longer be audible to them! They will wake up and take note that their ears were dreaming.
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What is not intelligible to me is not necessarily unintelligent.