There's No Need To Fear Or Hope,

Courage Consists, However, In Agreeing To Flee Rather Than Live Tranquilly And Hypocritically In False Refuges. Values, Morals, Homelands, Religions, And These Private Certitudes That Our Vanity And Our Complacency Bestow Generously On Us, Have Many Deceptive Sojourns As The World Arranges For Those Who Think They Are Standing Straight And At Ease, Among Stable Things

Forming Grammatically Correct Sentences Is For The Normal Individual The Prerequisite For Any Submission To Social Laws. No One Is Supposed To Be Ignorant Of Grammaticality; Those Who Are Belong In Special Institutions. The Unity Of Language Is Fundamentally Political.

The Percept Is The Landscape Before Man, In The Absence Of Man.

The Aim Of Critique Is Not The Ends Of Man Or Of Reason But In The End The Overman, The Overcome, Overtaken Man. The Point Of Critique Is Not Justification But A Different Way Of Feeling: Another Sensibility

Instead Of Gambling On The Eternal Impossibility Of The Revolution And On The Fascist Return Of A War-machine In General, Why Not Think That A New Type Of Revolution Is In The Course Of Becoming Possible, And That All Kinds Of Mutating, Living Machines Conduct Wars, Are Combined And Trace Out A Plane Of Consistance Which Undermines The Plane Of Organization Of The World And The States?