Here one must think profoundly to the very basis and resist all sentimental weakness: life itself is essentially appropriation, injury, conquest of the strange and weak, suppression, severity, obtrusion of peculiar forms, incorporation, and at the least, putting it mildest, exploitation - but why should one for ever use precisely these words on which for ages a disparaging purpose has been stamped?

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

Thus the will to power strives towards oppositions, towards displeasure. There is a will to suffering at the foundation of all organic life (contrary to "happiness" as "goal").

Illness is a clumsy attempt to arrive at health: we must come to nature's aid with intellect.

It is no doubt possible to fly--but first you must know how to dance like an angel.

Behind your thoughts and feelings, my brother, there stands a mighty ruler. an unknown sage - whose name is self. In yourt body he dwells; he is your body. There is more reason in your body than in your best wisdom.

Whoever despises himself nonetheless respects himself as one who despises.