One loves ultimately one's desires, not the thing desired.

To be natural means to dare to be as immoral as Nature is.

What is good? All that enhances the feeling of power, the Will to Power, and power itself in man. What is bad? — All that proceeds from weakness. What is happiness? — The feeling that power is increasing — that resistance has been overcome.

Art is essentially the affirmation, the blessing, and the deification of existence.

All mankind is divided, as it was at all times and is still, into slaves and freemen.

The love of indulgence is rooted in the depths of a man's heart. His soul would prefer to share the excessive and unrestrained; but his soul cannot love.

Art is the proper task of life.