Our drives are reducible to the will to power. The will to power is the ultimate fact at which we arrive.

...throw roses into the abyss and say: 'here is my thanks to the monster who didn't succeed in swallowing me alive.

Egoism is the very essence of a noble soul.

Christianity has taken the part of all the weak, the low, the botched; it has made an ideal out of antagonism to all the self preservative instincts of sound life; it has corrupted even the faculties of those natures that are intellectually most vigorous, by representing the highest intellectual values as sinful, as misleading, as full of temptation.

Where is the lightning to lick you with its tongue? Where is the madness with which you should be cleansed? Behold, I show you the Superman. He is this lightning, he is this madness.

Should not the giver be thankful that the receiver received? Is not giving a need? Is not receiving, mercy?

If you buy the why, the how is infinitely bearable