There Is Always Some Madness

Doing Ill To Those On Whom We Have To Make Our Power Felt; For Pain Is A Far More Sensitive Means For That Purpose Than Pleasure: Pain Always Asks Concerning The Cause, While Pleasure Is Inclined To Keep Within Itself And Not Look Backward.

[heraclitus Had] A Regal Air Of Certainty.

"belief In The Truth Commences With The Doubting Of All Those "truths" We Once Believed."

On All The Walls, Wherever Walls Exist, I Will Inscribe This Eternal Indictment Of Christianity--i Have Letters To Make Even Blindmen See.... I Call Christianity The Single Great Curse, The Single Great Innermost Depravity, The Single Great Instinct Of Revenge, For Which No Means Is Poisonous, Secretive, Subterranean, Small Enough--i Call It Mankind's Single Immortal Blemish.... And We Reckon Time From The Dies Nefastus With Which This Calamity Arose--following Christianity's First Day!--why Not Following Its Last Day, Instead?--following Today?--transvaluation Of All Values!

The Sexes Deceive Themselves About One Another: The Reason Being That At Bottom They Honor And Love Only Themselves (or Their Ownideal, To Express It More Agreeably). Thus Man Wants Woman To Be Peaceable--but Woman Is Essentially, Like The Cat, Not Peaceable, However Well She May Have Trained Herself To Assume The Appearance Of Peace.