In a certain state it is indecent to live longer.

Dead are all gods: now we want the overman to live.

I love him who is of a free spirit and a free heart: thus is his head only the bowels of his heart; his heart, however, causeth his down-going.

I have been casting shadows all my life without caring about how deeply they stain my soul.

When one rows it is not the rowing which moves the ship: rowing is only a magical ceremony by means of which one compels a demon to move the ship.

The newspaper reader says: this party will ruin itself if it makes errors like this. My higher politics says: a party which makes errors like this is already finished -- it is no longer secure in its instincts.

The spirit of the poet craves spectators... even if only buffaloes.