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

I am no man, I am dynamite.

The living is merely a type of what is dead, and a very rare type.

Phlegmatic natures can be inspired to enthusiasm only by being made into fanatics.

All things are subject to interpretation whichever interpretation prevails at a given time is a function of power and not truth.

The Refinement of Shame. People are not ashamed to think something foul, but they are ashamed when they think these foul thoughts are attributed to them.

Go through the towns and ask yourselves whether these people should reproduce! Let them go to their whores!