the voice of beauty speaks softly; it creeps only into the most fully awakened souls
I could dispense with nothing when I created the superman. His seed still carries all your evil and falsehood, your lies and yourignorance.
The State is the coldest of all cold monsters.
Man is something that is to be surpassed.
The weak and the botched shall perish: first principle of our charity.
We can destroy only as creators