Underneath the reality in which we live and have our being, another altogether different reality lies concealed.

I am Zarathustra the Godless: where shall I find my equal? All those who give themselves their own will and renounce all submission, they are my equals.

You tell me: 'Life is hard to bear.' But if it were otherwise why should ou have your pride in the morning nad your resignation in the evening?

Every past is worth condemning.

Spiritual strength and passion, when accompanied by bad manners, only provoke loathing.

The snake which cannot cast its skin has to die.

Aphorisms should be peaks - and those who are addressed, tall and lofty. The air thin and pure, danger near, and the spirit full of gay sarcasm: these go well together.