#nietzsche

Even a complaint, making a complaint, can give life some spice and make it endurable: there is a small dose of revenge in

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Art raises its head where religions decline. It takes over a number of feelings and moods produced by religion, clasps them

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The desire to annoy no one, to harm no one, can equally well be the sign of a just as of an anxious disposition.

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The vanity of others runs counter to our taste only when it runs counter to our vanity.

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A joke is an epigram on the death of a feeling.

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The most noble kind of beauty is that which does not carry us away suddenly, whose attacks are not violent or intoxicating (

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Love brings to light the noble and hidden qualities of a lover—his rare and exceptional traits: it is thus liable to

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To learn to see—to accustom the eye to calmness, to patience, and to allow things to come up to it; to defer judgment, and

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One must give value to their existence by behaving as if one’s very existence were a work of art.

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There are no eternal facts, as there are no absolute truths.

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One must be a sea, to receive a polluted stream without becoming impure.

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Convictions are more dangerous enemies of truth than lies.

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My solitude doesn’t depend on the presence or absence of people; on the contrary, I hate who steals my solitude without,

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Set for yourself goals, high and noble goals, and perish in pursuit of them! I know of no better life purpose than to perish

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A good writer possesses not only his own spirit but also the spirit of his friends.

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He who would learn to fly one day must first learn to walk and run and climb and dance; one cannot fly into flying.

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The higher we soar, the smaller we appear to those that cannot fly.

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Never yield to remorse, but at once tell yourself: remorse would simply mean adding to the first act of stupidity a second.

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To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering.

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When Nietzsche said You must have chaos within you to give birth to a dancing star, and Anaïs Nin said In chaos there ...

What else is love but understanding and rejoicing in the fact that another person lives, acts, and experiences otherwise than

_Friedrich Nietzsche, Human, All Too Human_