I go in solitude, so as not to drink out of everybody's cistern. When I am among the many I live as the many do, and I do not think I really think; after a time it always seems as if they want to banish myself from myself and rob me of my soul.
Friedrich NietzscheThis is the hardest of all: to close the open hand out of love, and keep modest as a giver.
Friedrich Nietzsche