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I love him who willeth the creation of something beyond himself and then perisheth

It is a terrible thing to war with the moral system of one's age

Growth in wisdom may be exactly measured by decreasing bitterness

Man laughs because he suffered so excruciatingly that he was compelled to invent laughter

Compensatory egotism = mad self praise

My time is not yet, only the day after tomorrow belongs to me

Democracy is decadence

Germany, Scandinavia, France, England, Italy and Russia - this herd founded the state; the ruling class.

This splendid ruling stock was corrupted, first by the catholic laudition of feminine virtues, secondly by the reformation and third by intermarriage with inferior stock.

Protestantism and beer have dulled the German wit

Mankind does not improve – it is an abstraction
Not mankind, but Superman is the goal

Society is the instrument for the enhancement of the power and personality of the individual; the group is not an end in itself


Superman: individual rising precariously out of the mire of mass mediocrity

Without good birth, nobility is impossible – intellect alone does not ennoble. Energy, intellect & pride make Superman

Napoleon is bose
The great man is a public misfortune
Honour is pagan, conscious is Judeo-Christian
Sympathy is legitimate, pity is a paralysing mental luxury - a waste

Visiting the sick is an orgasm of superiority in the contemplation of our neighbours helplessness

Love is only a desire for possession
Courtship is combat and mating is mastery

Underground desires determine our thoughts

Leaders are above the law

Most pious of those who don't believe. He longs for belief, and then he pronounces:-
Dead are all gods; now we will that SUPERMAN live..

He is not content with having created God in his own image; he must make himself immortal

He foresaw that every reader will think himself the Superman and guarded against this by confessing that Superman is not yet born; can only be his forerunners and his soil

1879-1899: 20 years of disease, rejection, pessimism & intense reflection


Promise me that when I die only my friends shall stand about my coffin, and no inquisitive crowd

I sat there waiting-waiting for nothing
Enjoying, beyond Good and evil, now
The light, now the shade; there was only
The day, the lake, the noon, time without end
Then, my friend, suddenly 1 became t two
And Zarathustra passed by me

If you can condone racism, anti democratic views, atheism, far right extremism, gender bias...

Nietzsche is your man