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Only sick music makes money today.
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The worst readers are those who behave like plundering troops: they take away a few things they can use, dirty and confound the remainder, and revile the whole.
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And as long as you are in any way ashamed before yourself, you do not yet belong with us.
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If there is to be art, if there is to be any aesthetic doing and seeing, one physiological condition is indispensable: frenzy.
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The hour when you say, "What does my happiness matter? It is poverty and filth, and a wretched complacency. Yet my happiness should justify existence itself!
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The destiny of the human race is to widen the gap separating it from the lower races of animals. Any code of morality which retains its permanence and authority after the conditions of existence which gave rise to it have changed, works against this upward progress of man.
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There is more wisdom in your body than in your deepest philosophy.
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It is not things, but opinions about things that have absolutely no existence, which have so deranged mankind!
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The strong individual loves the earth so much he lusts for recurrence. He can smile in the face of the most terrible thought: meaningless, aimless existence recurring eternally. The second characteristic of such a man is that he has the strength to recognize - and to live with the recognition - that the world is valueless in itself and that all values are human ones. He creates himself by fashioning his own values; he has the pride to live by the values he wills.
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A book should long for pen, ink, and writing-table: but usually it is pen, ink, and writing-table that long for a book. That is why books are so negligible nowadays.
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For as long as they praise you, never forget that it is not yet your own path that you walk, but another person's.
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It is difficult to live among people because silence is so difficult.
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Stupidity in a woman is unfeminine.
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Whether in conversation we generally agree or disagree with others is largely a matter of habit: the one tendency makes as much sense as the other.
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We are all afraid of the truth.
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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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One repays a teacher badly if one always remains nothing but a pupil.
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Wie finden wir uns selbst wieder? Wie kann sich der Mensch kennen? Er ist eine dunkle und verhüllte Sache; und wenn der Hase sieben Häute hat, so kann der Mensch sich sieben mal siebzig abziehn und wird noch nicht sagen können: »das bist du nun wirklich, das ist nicht mehr Schale«.
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I would believe only in a God that knows how to Dance.
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At a certain place in Beethoven's Ninth Symphony, for example, he might feel that he is floating above the earth in a starry dome, with the dream of immortality in his heart; all the stars seem to glimmer around him, and the earth seems to sink ever deeper downwards.
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Of all that is written, I love only what a person hath written with his blood.
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Everywhere resoundeth the voices of those who preach death; and the earth is full of those to whom death hath to be preached.
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We ought to learn from the kine one thing: ruminating.
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Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today.