History is nothing more than the belief in the senses, the belief in falsehood. |
Hope in reality is the worst of all evils, because it prolongs the torments of man |
Hope is the worst of evils, for it prolongs the torment of man |
How did reason come into the world? As is fitting, in an irrational manner, by accident. One will have to guess at it as at a riddle. |
How good bad music and bad reasons sound when we march against an enemy |
How is freedom measured, in individuals as in nations? By the resistance which has to be overcome, by the effort it costs to stay aloft. One would have to seek the highest type of free man where the greatest resistance is constantly being overcome: five steps from tyranny, near the threshold of the danger of servitude. |
How much truth can a spirit bear, how much truth can a spirit dare? ... that became for me more and more the real measure of value. |
How poor the human mind would be without vanity! It resembles a well stocked and ever renewed ware-emporium that attracts buyers of every class: they can find almost everything, have almost everything, provided they bring with them the right kind of money -- admiration. |
How strangely simplified and falsified does man live! One does not cease to wonder, once one has eyes to see this wonder! |
I am no man. I am dynamite. |
I assess the power of a will by how much resistance, pain, torture it endures and knows how to turn to its advantage. |
I call Christianity the one great curse, the one great intrinsic depravity, the one great instinct for revenge for which no expedient is sufficiently poisonous, secret, subterranean, petty - I call it the one mortal blemish of mankind |
I cannot believe in a God who wants to be praised all the time. |
I conjure you, my brethren, to remain faithful to earth, and do not believe those who speak unto you of superterrestrial hopes! Poisoners they are, whether they know it or not |
I could not believe in a god that could not dance. |