Belief in truth begins with doubting all that has hitherto been believed to be true.

This woman is beautiful and clever: but how much cleverer she would have become if she were not beautiful!

My formula for greatness in a human being is amor fati: that one wants nothing to be other than it is, not in the future, not in the past, not in all eternity.

Art raises its head where creeds relax.

This is one of the stout-hearted old warriors: he is angry with civilization because he supposes that its aim is to make all goodthings--honors, treasures, beautiful women--accessible even to cowards.

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.

There would be no sunshine in society if the born flatterers, I mean the so-called amiable people, did not bring it in with them.