From the sun did I learn this, when it goeth down, the exuberant one: gold doth it then pour into the sea, out of inexhaustible riches, -So that the poorest fisherman roweth even with golden oars! For this did I once see, and did not tire of weeping in beholding it. - Like the sun will also Zarathustra go down: now sitteth he here and waiteth, old broken tables around him, and also new tables half-written.

For men are not equal: thus speaks justice.

The melancholia of everything completed!

What is bad? All that proceeds from weakness

I can still stand on life's narrowest footing: but who would I be were I to show you this art. Would you like to see a ropedancer?

Whenever the strength of a belief strongly steps into the foreground, we must infer a certain weakness of demonstrability and the improbability of that belief.

The thousand mysteries around us would not trouble but interest us, if only we had cheerful, healthy hearts.