Where one despises, one cannot wage war.

Mastery has been achieved when one neither makes a mistake nor hesitates in the performance.

Antithesis is the narrow gateway through which error most prefers to worm its way towards truth.

We hear only those questions for which we are in a position to find answers.

It may be that until now there has been no more potent means for beautifying man himself than piety: it can turn man into so much art, surface, play of colors, graciousness that his sight no longer makes one suffer.---

God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him. How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers? What was holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet owned has bled to death under our knives: who will wipe this blood off us? What water is there for us to clean ourselves? What festivals of atonement, what sacred games shall we have to invent? Is not the greatness of this deed too great for us? Must we ourselves not become gods simply to appear worthy of it?

Madness is the exception in individuals but the rule in groups.