Not their love of humanity, but the impotence of their love, prevents the Christians of today - burning us.
The noble soul reveres itself
Poets are shameless with their experiences: they exploit them.
I am one thing, my writings are another.
The charm of knowledge would be small indeed, were it not that there is so much shame to be overcome on the way to it.
I teach you beyond Man (superman). Man is something that shall be surpassed. What have you done to surpass him?