The higher you ascend, the smaller you appear to the eye of envy. But most of all they hate those who fly.

In architecture the pride of man, his triumph over gravitation, his will to power, assume a visible form. Architecture is a sort of oratory of power by means of forms.

You know a moment is important when it is making your mind go numb with beauty.

Every power draws its ultimate consequences at every moment.

One has to take a somewhat bold and dangerous line with this existence: especially as, whatever happens, we are bound to lose it.

A little wisdom is indeed possible; but this blessed security have I found in all things, that they prefer--to DANCE on the feet of chance.

Thus the will to power strives towards oppositions, towards displeasure. There is a will to suffering at the foundation of all organic life (contrary to "happiness" as "goal").