My eye, my brain, are images, parts of my body. How could my brain contain images since it is one image among others?

To affirm is not to bear, carry, or harness oneself to that which exists, but on the contrary to unburden, unharness, and set free that which lives.

The aim of critique is not the ends of man or of reason but in the end the Overman, the overcome, overtaken man. The point of critique is not justification but a different way of feeling: another sensibility

It is always from the depths of its impotence that each power center draws its power, hence their extreme maliciousness, and vanity

The morality of customs,the spirit of the laws, produces the man emancipated from the law.

D.H. Lawrence had the impression – that psychoanalysis was shutting sexuality up in a bizarre sort of box painted with bourgeois motifs, in a kind of rather repugnant artificial triangle, thereby stifling the whole of sexuality as a production of desire so as to recast it along entirely different lines, making of it a ‘dirty little secret’, a dirty little family secret, a private theater rather than the fantastic factory of nature and production

Reading something from beginning to end. That is reading with love.