To regard states of distress in general as an objection, as something which must be abolished is the greatest nonsense on earth; having the most disastrous consequences, fatally stupid- almost as stupid as a wish to abolish bad weather - out of pity for the poor.

Ultimately one loves one's desires and not that which is desired.

I am Zarathustra the Godless: where shall I find my equal? All those who give themselves their own will and renounce all submission, they are my equals.

Women are quite able to make friends with a man; but to preserve such a friendship - that no doubt requires the assistance of a slight physical antipathy

Concerning great things one should either be silent or speak loftily.

It is only those who know how to feel that "this is not good" who devise improvements.

...throw roses into the abyss and say: 'here is my thanks to the monster who didn't succeed in swallowing me alive.