Love Your Enemies Because They

But Not To Perish From Internal Distress And Doubt When One Inflicts Great Suffering And Hears The Cry Of Suffering : That Is Great, That Belongs To Greatness.

One Lives For The Day, One Lives Very Fast, One Lives Very Irresponsibly: Precisely This Is Called "freedom."

The Desire To Create Continually Is Vulgar And Betrays Jealousy, Envy, Ambition. If One Is Something One Really Does Not Need To Make Anything --and One Nonetheless Does Very Much. There Exists Above The ''productive'' Man A Yet Higher Species.

We Are So Fond Of Being Out Among Nature, Because It Has No Opinions About Us.

Let Us Guard Against Saying That There Are Laws In Nature. There Are Merely Necessities: There Is No One Who Commands, No One Whoobeys, No One Who Transgresses. Once You Understand That There Are No Purposes, Then You Also Understand That Nothing Is Accidental: For It Is Only In A World Of Purposes That The Word "accident" Makes Sense.