To live as I incline, or not to live at all: so do I wish; so wisheth also the holiest. But alas! how have I still - inclination? Have I-still a goal? A haven towards which MY sail is set?A good wind? Ah, he only who knoweth WHITHER he saileth, knoweth what wind is good, and a fair wind for him.What still remaineth to me? A heart weary and flippant; and unstable will; fluttering wings; a broken backbone.This seeking for MY home: O Zarathustra, dost thou know that this seeking hath been MY home-sickening; it eateth me up.
Friedrich NietzscheSocrates condemned art because he preferred philosophy and only after much internal struggle did Plato accept this judgment.
Friedrich NietzscheThe thousand mysteries around us would not trouble but interest us, if only we had cheerful, healthy hearts.
Friedrich NietzscheThere was at all events one advantage in the choice of this day to my birth; my birthday throughout the whole of my childhood was a day of public rejoicing.
Friedrich Nietzsche