Free from what? What does that matter to Zarathustra! Clearly, however, shall your eye show to me: free for what?

One is necessary, one is a piece of fate, one belongs to the whole, one is the whole - there exists nothing which could judge, measure, compare, condemn our being, for that would be to judge, measure, compare, condemn the whole...But nothing exists apart from the whole!

Only strong personalities can endure history, the weak are extinguished by it.

Towards gnats and fleas we should show no pity. We would do right to hang petty thieves, petty calumniators, and slanderers.

[Heraclitus had] the highest form of pride [stemming] from a certainty of belief in the truth as grasped by himself alone. He brings this form, by its excessive development, into a sublime pathos by involuntary identification of himself with his truth.

There is an innocence in admiration; it is found in those to whom it has never yet occurred that they, too, might be admired some day.

One must not let oneself be misled: they say 'Judge not!' but they send to Hell everything that stands in their way.