What? A Great Man? I Only Ever

Beyond Good And Evil, Aphorism 153

My Solitude Doesn’t Depend On The Presence Or Absence Of People; On The Contrary, I Hate Who Steals My Solitude Without, In Exchange, Offering Me True Company.

What Do We Have In Common With The Rosebud, Which Trembles Because A Drop Of Dew Lies On Its Body?

Whom Do You Call Bad?--those Who Always Want To Induce Shame.

The Best Weapon Against An Enemy Is Another Enemy.