Whoever has looked deeply into the world might well guess what wisdom lies in the superficiality of men.

My time has not yet come either; some are born posthumously.

The preponderance of pain over pleasure is the cause of our fictitious morality and religion.

In truth,there was only one christian and he died on the cross.

Our drives are reducible to the will to power. The will to power is the ultimate fact at which we arrive.

When somebody dies we usually need reasons for consolation, not so much to alleviate our pain as to excuse ourselves for so readily feeling consoled.

Learning from one's enemies is the best way to love them, for it puts one into a grateful mood toward them.