Those who are devoid of purpose will make the void their purpose.
Thus I spoke, more and more softly; for I was afraid of my own thoughts and the thoughts behind my thoughts.
Man is a rope, tied between beast and overman — a rope over an abyss.
He who attains his ideal, precisely thereby surpasses it.
In song and dance, man forgets how to walk and speak and is on the way into flying into the air, dancing... his very gestures express enchantment.
Each word of Heraclitus expresses the pride and the majesty of truth, but of truth grasped in intuitions rather than attained by the rope ladder of logic.