Even The Pluckiest Among Us

I Have Learned To Walk: Since Then I Have Run. I Have Learned To Fly: Since Then I Do Not Have To Be Pushed In Order To Move. Now I Am Nimble, Now I Fly, Now I See Myself Under Myself, Now A God Dances Within Me.

Whatever A Theologian Regards As True Must Be False: There You Have Almost A Criterion Of Truth.

We Can Speak Very Much To The Purpose And Yet In Such A Way That The Whole World Cries Out In Contradiction: Namely, When We Are Not Speaking To The Whole World.

Every Word Is A Prejudice.

The Aphorism, The Apothegm, In Which I Am The First Among The Germans To Be A Master, Are The Forms Of “eternity”; It Is My Ambition To Say In Ten Sentences What Everyone Else Says In A Book — What Everyone Else Does Not Say In A Book.