One should not understand this compulsion to construct concepts, species, forms, purposes, laws ('a world of identical cases') as if they enabled us to fix the real world; but as a compulsion to arrange a world for ourselves in which our existence is made possible:-we thereby create a world which is calculable, simplified, comprehensible, etc., for us.

Everything is the same, nothing is worthwhile, the world is senseless, knowledge strangles.

To call a thing good not a day longer than it appears to us good, and above all not a day earlier - that is the only way to keep joy pure.

He who bears injustice alone is terrible to behold.

He who attains his ideal, precisely thereby surpasses it.

Dreadful experiences raise the question whether he who experiences them, is not something dreadful also.

That which intoxicates, the sensually ecstatic, the sudden surprise, the urge to be profoundly stirred at any price -- dreadful tendencies!