A soul which knows that it is loved, but does not itself love, betrays its sediment: its dregs come up.
Friedrich NietzscheOnce and for all, there are many things I choose not to know.--Wisdom sets limits even to knowledge.
Friedrich NietzscheA soul which knows that it is loved, but does not itself love, betrays its sediment: its dregs come up.
Friedrich NietzscheOnce and for all, there are many things I choose not to know.--Wisdom sets limits even to knowledge.
Friedrich Nietzsche