We set no special value on the possession of a virtue until we percieve that it is entirely lacking in our adversary.

Pardon me, my friends, I have ventured to paint my happiness on the wall.

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.

As soon as a religion comes to dominate it has as its opponents all those who would have been its first disciples.

The truthful man ends up realizing that he always lies.

The surest aid in combating the male's disease of self-contempt is to be loved by a clever woman.

God is a gross answer, an indelicacy against us thinkers- at bottom merely a gross prohibition for us: you shall not think!