When I Was A Little Boy I

On The Whole, The World Was Friendly. It Chiefly Depended On Whether One Were Good Or Not.

Nietzsche Inveighs Against Every Sort Of Historical Optimism; But He Energetically Repudiates The Ordinary Pessimism, Which Is The Result Of Degenerate Or Enfeebled Instincts Of Decadence. He Preaches With Youthful Enthusiasm The Triumph Of A Tragic Culture, Introduced By An Intrepid Rising Generation, In Which The Spirit Of Ancient Greece Might Be Born Again. He Rejects The Pessimism Of Schopenhauer, For He Already Abhors All Renunciation; But He Seeks A Pessimism Of Healthiness, One Derived From Strength, From Exuberant Power, And He Believes He Has Found It In The Greeks.

Greatness Has Nothing To Do With Results Or With Success.

I Was A Town Child, It Is True, But That Did Not Prevent Me Enjoying Open-air Life, With Plants And Animals.

It Was Jolly In The Country. A Cow And Little Pigs To Play With And Milk Warm From The Cow.