The English are the people of consummate cant.

What really raises one's indignation against suffering is not suffering intrinsically, but the senselessness of suffering

Wherever I found a living creature, there I found the will to power.

He who knows not how to plant his will in things at least endows them with some meaning: that is to say, he believes that a will is already present in them (A principle of faith.)

The coward does not know what it means to be alone: an enemy is always standing behind his chair.

He who has always spared himself much will in the end become sickly of so much consideration. Praised be what hardens!

With regard to philosophical metaphysics, I always see increasing numbers who have attained to the negative goal, but as yet few who climb a few rungs backwards; one ought to look out, perhaps, over the last steps of the ladder, but not try to stand upon them.