I feel all those human beings to be pernicious who can no longer oppose what they love: they thereby ruin the best things and people.

He who does not lie does not know what truth is.

[Heraclitus speaks as if] in entrancement ... but [also] truthfully.

When Zarathustra was alone . . . he said to his heart: "Could it be possible! This old saint in the forest hath not yet heard of it, that God is dead!"

When one rows it is not the rowing which moves the ship: rowing is only a magical ceremony by means of which one compels a demon to move the ship.

A casual stroll through the lunatic asylum shows that faith does not prove anything.

He who cannot command himself should obey. And many can command themselves, but much is still lacking before they can obey themselves.