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Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche (October 15, 1844 August 25, 1900) was a German philosopher, whose critiques of contemporary culture, religion, and philosophy centered around a basic question regarding the foundation of values and ... more

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What is wanted -- whether this is admitted or not -- is nothing less than a fundamental remolding, indeed weakening and abolition of the individual: one never tires of enumerating and indicating all that is evil and inimical, prodigal, costly, extravagant in the form individual existence has assumed hitherto, one hopes to manage more cheaply, more safely, more equitably, more uniformly if there exist only large bodies and their members.

How is freedom measured, in individuals as in nations? By the resistance which has to be overcome, by the effort it costs to stay aloft. One would have to seek the highest type of free man where the greatest resistance is constantly being overcome: five steps from tyranny, near the threshold of the danger of servitude.
If one considers how much reason every person has for anxiety and timid self-concealment, and how three-quarters of his energy and goodwill can be paralyzed and made unfruitful by it, one has to be very grateful to fashion, insofar as it sets that three-quarters free and communicates self-confidence and mutual cheerful agreeableness to those who know they are subject to its law.
I do not know what the spirit of a philosopher could more wish to be than a good dancer. For the dance is his ideal, also his fine art, finally also the only kind of piety he knows, his divine service.
Again and again I am brought up against it, and again and again I resist it: I don't want to believe it, even though it is almost palpable: the vast majority lack an intellectual conscience; indeed, it often seems to me that to demand such a thing is to be in the most populous cities as solitary as in the desert.
An artist has no home in Europe except in Paris.
You say it is the good cause that hallows even war? I tell you: it is the good war that hallows every cause.
The ascetic makes a necessity of virtue.
Art is not merely an imitation of the reality of nature, but in truth a metaphysical supplement to the reality of nature, placed alongside thereof for its conquest.
We do not place especial value on the possession of a virtue until we notice its total absence in our opponent.
One has to pay dearly for immortality; one has to die several times while one is still alive.
I know my fate. One day there will be associated with my name the recollection of something frightful -- of a crisis like no other before on earth, of the profoundest collision of conscience, of a decision evoked against everything that until then had been believed in, demanded, sanctified. I am not a man I am dynamite.
You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.
War has always been the grand sagacity of every spirit which has grown too inward and too profound; its curative power lies even in the wounds one receives.
All good people are weak,they are good because they are not strong enough to be evil
God,too decompose.God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him.
Verily, I have often laughed at the weaklings who thought themselves good because they had no claws.
What ? Is man merely a mistake of God's ? Or God merely a mistake of man's ?
The formula for my happiness: a Yes, a No, a straight line, a goal>
Does wisdom perhaps appear on the earth as a raven which is inspired by the smell of carrion?
One must have a good memory to keep the promises one has made