Thus the will to power strives towards oppositions, towards displeasure. There is a will to suffering at the foundation of all organic life (contrary to "happiness" as "goal").

Love forgives the lover even his lust.

The earth is like the breasts of a woman: useful as well as pleasing.

I hate you most because you attract, but are not strong enough to pull me to you.

One often contradicts an opinion when what is uncongenial is really the tone in which it was conveyed.

Love of one is a piece of barbarism: for it is practised at the expense of all others. Love of God likewise.

Most thinkers write badly, because they communicate not only their thoughts, but also the thinking of them.