In those days it was possible for a Greek to flee from an over-abundant reality as though it were but the tricky scheming off the imagination-and to flee, not like Plato into the land of eternal ideas, into the workshop off the world-creator, feasting one's eyes on the unblemished unbreakable archetypes, but into the rigor mortis off the coldest emptiest concept off all, the concept of being.

Without forgetting it is quite impossible to live at all.

We criticize a thinker more acutely when he advances a proposition that is disagreeable to us; and yet it would be more reasonableto do so when his proposition is agreeable to us.

Today I love myself as I love my god: who could charge me with a sin today? I know only sins against my god; but who knows my god?

The will to power can express itself only against resistances; it seeks that which resists it--this is the native tendency of theamoeba when it extends its pseudopodia and gropes around.

Is it better to out-monster the monster or to be quietly devoured?

One can lie with the mouth, but with the accompanying grimace one nevertheless tells the truth.