Emotions and Feelings

Thus I spoke, more and more softly; for I was afraid of my own thoughts and the thoughts behind my thoughts.

Do you love tragedies and everything that breaks the heart?

They're so cold, these scholars!May lightning strike their food so that their mouths learn how to eat fire!

The drive to knowledge has become too strong for us to be able to want happiness without knowledge or of a strong, firmly rooted delusion; even to imagine such a state of things is painful to us! Restless discovering and divining has such an attraction for us, and has grown as indispensable to us as is to the lover his unrequited love, which he would at no price relinquish for a state of indifference – perhaps,indeed, we too are unrequited lovers.

As is well known, the priests are the most evil enemies—but why? Because they are the most impotent. It is because of their impotence that in them hatred grows to monstrous and uncanny proportions, to the most spiritual and poisonous kind of hatred. The truly great haters in world history have always been priests; likewise the most ingenious haters: other kinds of spirit hardly come into consideration when compared with the spirit of priestly vengefulness.

This eternal accusation against Christianity I shall write upon all walls, wherever walls are to be found--I have letters that even the blind will be able to see. . . . I call Christianity the one great curse, the one great intrinsic depravity, the one great instinct of revenge, for which no means are venomous enough, or secret, subterranean and small enough,--I call it the one immortal blemish upon the human race...

A good writer possesses not only his own spirit but also the spirit of his friends.

Hope in reality is the worst of all evils because it prolongs the torments of man.

Hope in reality is the worst of all evils because it prolongs the torments of man.

Sensuality often hastens the "Growth of Love" so much that the roots remain weak and are easily torn up.

O sky above me, you modest, glowing sky! O you, my happiness before sunrise! Day is coming: so let us part!

One thing a man must have: either a naturally light disposition or a disposition lightened by art and knowledge.

Happiness: being able to forget or, to express in a more learned fashion.

The advantage of a bad memory is that one enjoys several times the same good things for the first time.

You tell me: 'Life is hard to bear.' But if it were otherwise why should you have your pride in the morning and your resignation in the evening?Life is hard to bear: but do not pretend to be so tender! We are all of us pretty fine asses and assesses of burden!

You tell me: 'Life is hard to bear.' But if it were otherwise why should you have your pride in the morning and your resignation in the evening?Life is hard to bear: but do not pretend to be so tender! We are all of us pretty fine asses and assesses of burden!

You look up when you wish to be exalted. And I look down because I am exalted.

The man consummating his life dies his death triumphantly,surrounded by men filled with hope and making solmn vows, thus one should learn to die.Friedrich Nietzsche - thus spoke zarathustra.

To be incapable of taking one’s enemies, one’s accidents, even one’s misdeeds seriously for very long - that is the sign of strong full natures in whom there is an excess of power to form, to mold, to recuperate and to forget. Mirabeau had no memory for insults and vile actions done to him and was unable to forgive simply because he - forgot. Such a man shakes off with a single shrug the many vermin that eat deep into others.

Excess of strength alone is proof of strength

The tragedy is that we cannot believe the dogmas of religion and metaphysics if we have the strict methods of truth in heart and head, but on the other hand, we have become through the development of humanity so tenderly suffering that we need the highest kind of means of salvation and consolation: whence arises the danger that man may bleed to death through the truth that he realises.

Try for once to justify the meaning of your existence as it were a posteriori by setting yourself an aim, a goal... an exalted and noble 'to this end.' Perish in pursuit of this and only this

Weariness that wants to reach the ultimate with one leap, with one fatal leap, a poor ignorant weariness that does not want to want any more: this created all gods and afterworlds.

One has to take a somewhat bold and dangerous line with this existence: especially as, whatever happens, we are bound to lose it.