Robinson had a servant even better than Friday: His name was Crusoe.

What is good? All that enhances the feeling of power, the Will to Power, and power itself in man. What is bad? — All that proceeds from weakness. What is happiness? — The feeling that power is increasing — that resistance has been overcome.

Life is fountain of joy; but where the rabble also gather to drink, all wells are poisoned.

We have arranged for ourselves a world in which we can live - by positing bodies, lines, planes, causes and effects, motion and rest, form and content; without these articles of faith nobody could now endure life. But that does not prove them. Life is no argument. The conditions of life might include error.

The truth is ugly: we have art so as not to perish from the truth.

Deep is the well of truth and long does it take to know what has fallen into its depths.

In our interactions with people, a benevolent hypocrisy is frequently required--acting as though we do not see through the motivesof their actions.