To go on vegetating in cowardly dependence on physicians and machinations, after the meaning of life, the right to life, has been lost, that ought to prompt a profound contempt in society.

If you buy the why, the how is infinitely bearable

The Great Man... is colder, harder, less hesitating, and without fear of 'opinion'; he lacks the virtues that accompany respect and 'respectability,' and altogether everything that is the 'virtue of the herd.' If he cannot lead, he goes alone... He knows he is incommunicable: he finds it tasteless to be familiar... When not speaking to himself, he wears a mask. There is a solitude within him that is inaccessible to praise or blame.

The masters have been done away with; the morality of the common man has triumphed.

Courage is the best slayer - courage which attacketh, for in every attack there is the sound of triumph.

From passions grow opinions; intellectual laziness lets these harden into convictions.

Many deeds are done so as to forget another deed: there are also opiate activities. I exist so that another will be forgotten.