There are slavish souls who carry their appreciation for favors done them so far that they strangle themselves with the rope of gratitude.

i have never pondered over questions that are not questions.

In every form of womanly love something of motherly love also comes to light.

The world itself is the will to power - and nothing else! And you yourself are the will to power - and nothing else!

We hear only those questions for which we are in a position to find answers.

Love brings to light a lover's noble and hidden qualities-his rare and exceptional traits: it is thus liable to be deceptive of his normal qualities.

What doesn't kill you, only makes you stronger