Close Beside My Knowledge Lies My Black

I Overcame Myself, The Sufferer; I Carried My Own Ashes To The Mountains; I Invented A Brighter Flame For Myself.

That Which An Age Considers Evil Is Usually An Unseasonable Echo Of What Was Formerly Considered Good - The Atavism Of An Old Ideal.

So Long As Men Praise You, You Can Only Be Sure That You Are Not Yet On Your Own True Path But On Someone Else's.

In Order For Once To Get A Glimpse Of Our European Morality From A Distance, In Order To Compare It With Other Earlier Or Future Moralities, One Must Do As The Traveller Who Wants To Know The Height Of The Towers Of A City: He Leaves The City.

The Scaffolding Must Be Removed Once The House Is Built.