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I Notice That Autumn Is More The Season Of The Soul Than Of Nature.

I Love Those Who Do Not Know How To Live, Except By Going Under, For They Are Those Who Cross Over.

One Ought To Hold On To One's Heart; For If One Lets It Go, One Soon Loses Control Of The Head Too.

A Man Who Wills Commands Something Within Himself That Renders Obedience, Or That He Believes Renders Obedience.

Dead Are All Gods: Now We Want The Overman To Live.