Where is the lightning to lick you with its tongue? Where is the madness with which you should be cleansed? Behold, I show you the Superman. He is this lightning, he is this madness.

I hate you most because you attract, but are not strong enough to pull me to you.

Live so that thou mayest desire to live again - that is thy duty - for in any case thou wilt live again!

Error has made man so deep, sensitive, and inventive that he has put forth such blossoms as religions and arts. Pure knowledge could not have been capable of it.

Away from God and gods did this will lure me: what would there be to create if gods existed?

And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.

You lovers of knowledge! So what have you done out of your love of knowledge up to now? Have you already stolen and murdered so as to know how a thief and a murderer feels?