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Amor Fati – “love Your Fate”, Which Is In Fact Your Life.

I Love All Who Are Like Heavy Drops Falling One By One Out Of The Dark Cloud That Lowereth Over Man: They Herald The Coming Of The Lightning, And Succumb As Heralds.

Whatever Is Profound Loves Masks; What Is Most Profound Even Hates Image And Parable.

A Small Revenge Is More Human Than No Revenge At All.

I Love Something: And Scarcely Do I Love It Completely When The Tyrant In Me Says: "i Want That In Sacrifice." This Cruelty Is In My Entrails. Behold! I Am Evil.