(Choose now I)
Or long-drawn-out love.
Of death we are sure,
So why not be merry?
The worst of pleas
I have hidden from you--that life grew tedious!
Throw it away, that ye find it again to your taste!
Ye must walk on valorous feet!
Plants naught, it ripens....
And even then you must have the sun for your
Once more must ye plunge in the throng--In
the throng ye grow hard and smooth.
And lastly destroys.--
When on the hermit comes the great fear;
When he runs and runs
And knows not whither;
When the storms roar behind
And the lightning bears witness against him,
And his cavern breeds spectres
And fills him with dread.
Throw thy pain in the depths,
Man, forget! Man, forget!
Divine is the art of forgetting!
Wouldst feel at home in the heights?
Throw thy heaviest load in the sea!
Here is the sea, hurl thyself in the sea!
Divine is the art of forgetting!
Look forward, never look back!
We sink to the depths
If we peer ever into the depths.
Of warning the reckless!
Thy warning will drive them
To leap into every abyss!
Why hurled he himself from the heights?
What led him astray?
His pity for all that is lowly led him astray,
Both were considered by them as a necessary disgrace, of which one feels _ashamed,_ as a disgrace and as a necessity at the same time.Page 27
" "Why should you rack, poor foolish Bards, for ends like these the gracious Muses?" And that the muses are tormented, even tortured and flayed, these veracious miserable ones do not themselves deny! We had assumed a passionate drama, carrying away the spectator, which even without music would be sure of its effect.Page 29
What earthly existence is reflected in the loathsome-awful theogonian lore: a life swayed only by the _children of the night,_ strife, amorous desires, deception, age and death.Page 34
Placed upon a solitary height and lifted far above every fellow-combatant through his incomparable success at Marathon, he feels a low thirsting for revenge awakened within himself against a citizen of Para, with whom he had been at enmity long ago.Page 48
Science without thus selecting, without such delicate taste, pounces upon everything knowable, in the blind covetousness to know all at any price; philosophical thinking however is always on the track of the things worth knowing, on the track of the great and most important discernments.Page 54
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As soon however as the child builds he connects, joins and forms lawfully and according to an innate sense of order.Page 63
That which he beheld, _the doctrine of the Law in the Becoming, and of the Play in the Necessity,_ must henceforth be beheld eternally; he has raised the curtain of this greatest stage-play.Page 64
Quite a different outlook had Parmenides; he compared the qualities one with.Page 71
Words are only symbols for the relations of things among themselves and to us, and nowhere touch absolute truth; and now to crown all, the word "Being" designates only the most general relation, which connects.Page 73
_ If he does in fact overtake the tortoise then this is an illogical phenomenon, and therefore at any rate not a truth, not a reality, not real "Being," but only a delusion.Page 76
But if the empiric world is not to be Appearance, if the things are not to be derived out of Nothing and just as little out of the one Something, then these things must contain in themselves a real "Being," their matter and content must be unconditionally real, and all change can refer only to the form, _i.Page 81
Among all questions which concern motion.Page 83
He proved it thus: if even the contrary could originate out of the contrary, _e.Page 84
For if the Nous had to fulfil by means of motion a purpose innate in the noumenal essence, then it was no longer in Its free will to commence the motion at any chance time; in so far as the Nous is eternal, It had also to be determined eternally by this purpose, and then no point of time could have been allowed to exist in which motion was still lacking, indeed it would have been logically forbidden to assume a starting point for motion: whereby again the conception of original chaos, the basis of the whole Anaxagorean interpretation of the world would likewise have become logically impossible.Page 94
Some day everything will be again one _single life,_ the most blissful state.Page 97
In man this art of dissimulation reaches its acme of perfection: in him deception, flattery, falsehood and fraud, slander, display, pretentiousness, disguise, cloaking convention, and acting to others and to himself in short, the continual fluttering to and fro around the _one_ flame--Vanity: all these things are so much the rule, and the law, that few things are more incomprehensible than the way in which an honest and pure impulse to truth could have arisen among men.Page 105