To the mediocre, mediocrity is a form of happiness.

Whatever may be your desire to accomplish great deeds, the deep silence of pregnancy never comes to you! The event of the day sweeps you along like straws before the wind whilst ye lie under the illusion that ye are chasing the event,-poor fellows! If a man wishes to act the hero on the stage he must not think of forming part of the chorus; he should not even know how the chorus is made up.

Thou seekest disciples? Then thou seekest ciphers.

All truth is crooked, time itself is a circle

You tell me: 'Life is hard to bear.' But if it were otherwise why should ou have your pride in the morning nad your resignation in the evening?

Free from what? What does that matter to Zarathustra! Clearly, however, shall your eye show to me: free for what?

The love of one sole being is a barbarism; for it will be employed to the detriment of all the rest. So too the love of God.