Full is the earth of the superfluous; marred is life by the many-too-many. May they be decoyed out of this life by the "life eternal"!

The charm of knowledge would be small indeed, were it not that there is so much shame to be overcome on the way to it.

What is good? All that heightens the feeling of power, the will to power, power itself. What is bad? All that is born of weakness. What is happiness? The feeling that power is growing, that resistance is overcome.

The man of knowledge must be able not only to love his enemies but also to hate his friends.

I notice that Autumn is more the season of the soul than of nature.

Love your enemies because they bring out the best in you.

What we experience in dreams - assuming that we experience it often - belongs in the end just as much to the over-all economy of our soul as anything experienced "actually": we are richer or poorer on account of it.