Ye are ugly? Well then, my brethren, take the sublime about you, the mantle of the ugly!

The noble caste was in the beginning always the barbarian caste: their superiority lay, not in their physical strength, but primarily in their psychical - they were more complete human beings.

Many a man fails as an original thinker simply because his memory it too good.

When our brain feels too weak to deal with our opponent's objections, our heart answers by casting suspicion on their underlying motives.

Truth is a mobile army of metaphors, metonyms, anthropomorphisms, in short a sum of human relations which have been subjected to poetic and rhetorical intensification, translation and decoration […]; truths are illusions of which we have forgotten that they are illusions, metaphors which have become worn by frequent use and have lost all sensuous vigour […]. Yet we still do not know where the drive to truth comes from, for so far we have only heard about the obligation to be truthful which society imposes in order to exist" from, "On Truth and Lying in a Non-Moral Sense".

The enormous expectation having to do with sexual love and the shame involved in this expectation degrades all a woman's perspectives from the start.

What is good? All that heightens the feeling of power, the will to power, power itself in man.