disgust, and verily, not their
evil. I would that they had a madness by which they succumbed, like this
Verily, I would that their madness were called truth, or fidelity,
or justice: but they have their virtue in order to live long, and in
I am a railing alongside the torrent; whoever is able to grasp me may
grasp me! Your crutch, however, I am not.--
Thus spake Zarathustra.
VII. READING AND WRITING.
Of all that is written, I love only what a person hath written with his
blood. Write with blood, and thou wilt find that blood is spirit.
It is no easy task to understand unfamiliar blood; I hate the reading
He who knoweth the reader, doeth nothing more for the reader. Another
century of readers--and spirit itself will stink.
Every one being allowed to learn to read, ruineth in the long run not
only writing but also thinking.
Once spirit was God, then it became man, and now it even becometh
He that writeth in blood and proverbs doth not want to be read, but
learnt by heart.
In the mountains the shortest way is from peak to peak, but for that
route thou must have long legs. Proverbs should be peaks, and those
spoken to should be big and tall.
The atmosphere rare and pure, danger near and the spirit full of a
joyful wickedness: thus are things well matched.
I want to have goblins about me, for I am courageous. The courage which
scareth away ghosts, createth for itself goblins--it wanteth to laugh.
I no longer feel in common with you; the very cloud which I see
beneath me, the blackness and heaviness at which I laugh--that is your
Ye look aloft when ye long for exaltation; and I look downward because I
Who among you can at the same time laugh and be exalted?
He who climbeth on the highest mountains, laugheth at all tragic plays
and tragic realities.
Courageous, unconcerned, scornful, coercive--so wisdom wisheth us; she
is a woman, and ever loveth only a warrior.
Ye tell me, "Life is hard to bear." But for what purpose should ye have
your pride in the morning and your resignation in the evening?
Life is hard to bear: but do not affect to be so delicate! We are all of
us fine sumpter asses and assesses.
What have we in common with the rose-bud, which trembleth because a drop
of dew hath formed upon it?
It is true we love life; not because we are wont to live, but because we
are wont to love.
There is always some madness in love. But
Nietzsche reveals himself as utterly opposed to all mechanistic and materialistic interpretations of the Universe.Page 62
"_The feeling of force_ cannot proceed from movement: feeling in general cannot proceed from movement.Page 68
) 644.Page 73
_The Body as an Empire.Page 76
Science does _not_ inquire what impels us to will: on the contrary, it _denies_ that _willing_ takes place at all, and supposes that something quite different has happened--in short, that the belief in "will" and "end" is an illusion.Page 77
"Willing," as they understand it, is no more possible than "thinking": it is a pure invention.Page 98
(b) The ever-increasing suppression of the privileged and the strong, hence the rise of democracy, and ultimately of _anarchy,_ in the elements.Page 103
Naturally the first consideration here had nothing to do with love; on the contrary! It did not even presuppose that mutual sympathy which is the _sine qua non_ of the bourgeois marriage.Page 104
It would be quite a mistake, for instance, to think of Leopardi as a chaste man.Page 110
At last the feeling of insecurity becomes so great that men fall in the dust before any sort of will-power that commands.Page 116
_--To what extent do these forms of impersonality invest the individual with enormous importance? In so far as higher powers are using him as an intermediary: religious shyness towards one's self is the condition of prophets and poets.Page 121
It was this that formerly constituted the distinction and the zeal of many lofty natures (the greatest poets among them); or of the desire to be a _polis,_ as in Greece; or of Jesuitism, or of the Prussian Staff Corps, and bureaucracy; or of apprenticeship and a continuation of the tradition of great masters: to all of which things, non-social conditions and the absence of _petty vanity_ are necessary.Page 138
Compared with the artist, the scientific man, regarded as a phenomenon, is indeed a sign of a certain storing-up and levelling-down of life (but also of an increase of strength, severity, hardness, and will-power).Page 139
Indeed, we would fain be grateful to the senses for their subtlety, power, and plenitude, and on that account offer them the best we have in the way of spirit.Page 172
Prometheus was a barbarian of this stamp.Page 189
To this order, it seems to.Page 193
A man's ancestors have always paid the price of what he is.Page 194
The plenitude of power and restraint, the highest form of self-affirmation in a cool, noble, and reserved kind of beauty: the Apollonianism of the Hellenic will.