Great things demand that we either remain silent about them or speak in a great manner: in a great manner, that is-cynically and with innocence.

Everything that is profound loves the mask: the profoundest things have a hatred even of figure and likeness.

Here is a hero who did nothing but shake the tree as soon as the fruit was ripe. Does this seem to be too small a thing to you? Then take a good look at the tree he shook.

Be careful when you fight the monsters, lest you become one.

Free from what? What does that matter to Zarathustra! Clearly, however, shall your eye show to me: free for what?

Beyond Good and Evil, Aphorism 153

Every virtue has its privilege: for example, that of contributing its own little bundle of wood to the funeral pyre of one condemned.