Winter, a bad guest, sitteth with me at home; blue are my hands with his friendly handshaking
Friedrich NietzscheI call Christianity the one great curse, the one great intrinsic depravity, and the one great instinct of revenge, for which no means are venomous enough, or secret, subterranean and small enough - I call it the one immortal blemish on the human race.
Friedrich NietzscheIn the stream.- Mighty waters draw much stone and rubble along with them; mighty spirits many stupid and bewildered heads.
Friedrich Nietzsche