Amor Fati – “Love Your Fate”, which is in fact your life.

Like tourists huffing and puffing to reach the peak we forget the view on the way up.

We forget our guilt when we have confessed it to another, but the other does not usually forget it.

How is freedom measured, in individuals as in nations? By the resistance which has to be overcome, by the effort it costs to stay aloft. One would have to seek the highest type of free man where the greatest resistance is constantly being overcome: five steps from tyranny, near the threshold of the danger of servitude.

It is I, the ungodly Zarathustra, who says:Who is more ungodly than I, that I may rejoice in his teaching?

Plato was a bore.

Speaking of Georges Bizet: His music has the tang of sunny climates, their bracing air, their clearness. It voices a sensibility hitherto unknown to us.