To the mediocre, mediocrity is a form of happiness.

One can also be undignified and flattering toward a virtue.

Desire is happiness: satisfaction as happiness is merely the ultimate moment of desire. To be wish and wish alone is happiness, and a new wish over and over again.

All modern philosophizing is political, policed by governments, churches, academics, custom, fashion, and human cowardice, all off which limit it to a fake learnedness.

Wherever progress is to ensue, deviating natures are of greatest importance.

We must understand how to hide in darkness in order to escape the gnat-swarms of utterly annoying admirers.

My brother, are war and battle evil? Necessary, however, is the evil; necessary are the envy and the distrust and the back-biting among the virtues.