THE SLOW ARROW OF BEAUTY. The noblest kind of beauty is that which does not transport us suddenly, which does not make stormy and intoxicating impressions such a kind easily arouses disgust but that which slowly filters into our minds.
Friedrich NietzscheLike the creatures of the forest and the sea, I love To lose myself for a while.
Friedrich NietzscheRather perish than hate and fear, and twice rather perish than make oneself hated and feared โ this must some day become the highest maxim for every single commonwealth.
Friedrich Nietzsche