To die proudly when it is no longer possible to live proudly. Death of one's own free choice, death at the proper time, with a clear head and with joyfulness, consummated in the midst of children and witnesses: so that an actual leave-taking is possible while he who is leaving is still there.
Friedrich NietzscheThe Christian church has left nothing untouched by its depravity; it has turned every value into worthlessness, and every truth into a lie
Friedrich NietzscheWhat the sense feeleth, what the spirit discerneth, hath never its end in itself. But sense and spirit would fain persuade thee that they are the end of all things: so vain are they.
Friedrich NietzscheWinter, a bad guest, sitteth with me at home; blue are my hands with his friendly handshaking
Friedrich Nietzsche