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.

O my brothers, am I then cruel? But I say: that which is falling should also be pushed!

Around the hero everything turns into a tragedy, around the demigod, a satyr-play, and around God--what? perhaps a "world"?

Christianity gave Eros poison to drink; he did not die of it, certainly, but degenerated to Vice.

I teach you the Overman. Man is something that shall be overcome. What have you done to overcome him? ... The time has come for man to set himself a goal. The time has come to plant the seed to his highest hope.

Admiration for a quality or an art can be so strong that it deters us from striving to possess it.

In a seriously intended intellectual emancipation a person's mute passions and cravings also hope to find their advantage.