Every Past Is Worth Condemning.

What Is Not Intelligible To Me Is Not Necessarily Unintelligent

They Devour Each Other And Cannot Even Digest Themselves.

Beauty Is For The Artist Something Outside All Orders Of Rank, Because In Beauty Opposites Are Tamed; The Highest Sign Of Power, Namely Power Over Opposites; Moreover, Without Tension: - That Violence Is No Longer Needed: That Everything Follows, Obeys, So Easily And So Pleasantly - That Is What Delights The Artist's Will To Power.

We Can Speak Very Much To The Purpose And Yet In Such A Way That The Whole World Cries Out In Contradiction: Namely, When We Are Not Speaking To The Whole World.

I Go In Solitude, So As Not To Drink Out Of Everybody's Cistern. When I Am Among The Many I Live As The Many Do, And I Do Not Think I Really Think; After A Time It Always Seems As If They Want To Banish Myself From Myself And Rob Me Of My Soul.