What else is love but understanding and rejoicing in the fact that another person lives, acts, and experiences otherwise than we do??
Tag: Friedrich Nietzsche
It is time, it is high time… Yes, but to do what?
What a time experiences as evil, is usually an untimely echo of what was formerly experienced as good–the atavism of a more ancient ideal.
If the belief [in Christianity] did not make us happy, it would not be believed: how little it must then be worth!
A casual stroll through the lunatic asylum shows us that faith proves nothing.
For a significant manwoman, the one thought he values greatly, to the laughter and scorn of insignificant men, is a key to hidden treasure chambers; for those others, it is nothing but a piece of old iron.
Disgust with dirt can be so great that it prevents us from cleaning ourselves – from “justifying” ourselves.
The higher a man gets, the smaller he seems to those who cannot fly.