We are, all of us, growing volcanoes that approach the hour of their eruption, but how near or distant that is, nobody knows- not even God.
Friedrich NietzscheMy formula for greatness in a human being is amor fati: that one wants nothing to be different, not forward, not backward, not in all eternity. Not merely bear what is necessary, still less conceal itโall idealism is mendaciousness in the face of what is necessaryโbut love it
Friedrich Nietzsche