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	A little poison now and then: that makes for pleasant dreams. And a lot of poison at the end, for a pleasant death.   
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	Men are even lazier than they are timorous, and what they fear most is the troubles with which any unconditional honesty and nudity would burden them.   
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	A certain sense of cruelty towards oneself and others is Christian; hatred of those who think differently; the will to persecute. Mortal hostility against the masters of the earth, against the 'noble', that is also Christian; hatred of mind, of pride, courage, freedom, libertinage of mind, is Christian; hatred of the senses, of joy in general, is Christian.   
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	Become who you are!   
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	Men should learn to live with the same seriousness with which children play.   
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	The living is merely a type of what is dead, and a very rare type.   
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	If a person wishes to achieve peace of mind and happiness then they should acquire faith, but if they want to be a disciple of truth, which can be "frightening and ugly,” then they need to search.   
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	No honey is sweeter than that of knowledge.   
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	I still live, I still think: I still have to live, for I still have to think.   
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	What is good? All that heightens the feeling of power, the will to power, power itself in man.   
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	I am almost equal to a shadow.   
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	With one more talent one frequently stands with greater instability than with one less, as a table stands better on three legs than on four.   
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	The saying, "The Magyar is much too lazy to be bored," is worth thinking about. Only the most subtle and active animals are capable of boredom.--A theme for a great poet would be God's boredom on the seventh day of creation.   
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	Every habit makes our hand more witty and our wit less handy.   
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	In laughter all that is evil comes together, but is pronounced holy and absolved by its own bliss.   
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	Madness is rare in individuals - but in groups, parties, nations, and ages it is the rule.   
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	Compulsion precedes morality, indeed morality itself is compulsion for a time, to which one submits for the avoidance of pain.   
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	What is happening to me happens to all fruits that grow ripe. It is the honey in my veins that makes my blood thicker, and my soul quieter.   
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	But tell me: how did gold get to be the highest value? Because it is uncommon and useless and gleaming and gentle in its brilliance; it always gives itself. Only as an image of the highest virtue did gold get to be the highest value. The giver's glance gleams like gold. A golden brilliance concludes peace between the moon and the sun. Uncommon is the highest virtue and useless, it is gleaming and gentle in its brilliance: a gift-giving virtue is the highest virtue.   
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	As a human being Plato mingles regal, exclusive, and self-contained features with melancholy compassion.   
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	It is the privilege of greatness to confer intense happiness with insignificant gifts.   
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	Fanatics are picturesque, mankind would rather see gestures than listen to reasons.   
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	Like the creatures of the forest and the sea, I love To lose myself for a while.   
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	The English are a nation of consummate cant.   
