Tragedy is dead! Poetry itself died with it! Away, away with you, puny, stunted imitators! Away with you to Hades, and eat your fill of the old masters' crumbs!
Friedrich NietzscheWith sturdy shoulders, space stands opposing all its weight to nothingness. Where space is, there is being.
Friedrich NietzscheIn a man devoted to knowledge, pity seems almost ridiculous, like delicate hands on a cyclops.
Friedrich Nietzsche