God is dead, God remains dead, and we have killed him.

The trodden worm curls up. This testifies to its caution. It thus reduces its chances of being trodden upon again. In the language of morality: Humility.

But it is the same with man as with the tree. The more he seeketh to rise into the height and light, the more vigorously do his roots struggle earthward, downward, into the dark and deep — into the evil.

Heavy, heavy-hearted people grow lighter and rise occasionally to their surface through precisely that which makes others heavier,through hatred and love.

A thing can only live through a pious illusion.

the voice of beauty speaks softly; it creeps only into the most fully awakened souls

And nobody lies as much as the indignant do.