Book: Beyond good and evil

"He praises me, therefore, recognizes me right" - this asinine inference spoils us, the hermits, half life, because it makes donkeys of our neighbors and friends.

"Bad! Bad! How? isn't he coming back?" - Yes! But you do not understand it, if you complain about it. He goes back to how anyone who is preparing to make a big jump.

... in woman - characterized by clairvoyance in a world of suffering and, unfortunately, obsessed with the passion to help and save, with a passion far exceeding her powers, cause they are so easy to flash the limitless and selfless compassion, which weight, and above all plenty of admirers, understands and implements in abundance curious and self-satisfied interpretations. That compassion regularly deceived in his strength: woman would like to believe that love can do everything, is it dvoeverie. Oh, serdtseved see clearly how the poor, helpless, pretentious, prone to errors, and rather pernicious than salutary, even the strongest, deepest love! - It is possible that under the sacred legend and the veil of Jesus ' life hides one of the most painful cases of martyrdom from the knowledge of what love is: the martyrdom of the most innocent and deeply passionate heart, which could not be satisfied with any human love, which longed for love, longed to be loved and nothing but this, longed for the hard, crazy, terrifying outbursts of indignation on those who had refused him in love; maybe it's the story of a poor not satisfied with the love and the insatiable love of a man who had to invent hell to send thither those who would not love him - and who finally, knowing human love, had to invent a God, which is a wholly love, ability to love, who felt sorry for human love, seeing as it is scarce and as blind!

Black robe and the silence make any woman smart.
Schwarz Gewand und kleidet Schweigsamkeit jeglich Weib - gescheidt.

Sometimes there is an innocence of admiration: it has someone not think that he could ever be a object of admiration.

Where there is no place for love or hate, there are no major roles for women.

Our vanity just harder to hurt, if hurt was our pride.

Whoever reaches his ideal, he thereby transcends its boundaries.

... stealth is so much kindness!

... And no one lies like the indignant man.

Who rejoices even at the stake triumphs not over pain but over the fact that does not feel pain where he expected it.

The belly is the reason man does not so easy to imagine himself a God.

The discovery of reciprocity itself must have been relatively sober loving beloved creatures. "How? even to love you is quite modest? Or pretty stupid? Or - or".

Fettered heart, free mind. If hard to put your heart and keeping it in captivity, it is possible to give much freedom to the mind, - I've said it once already. But I don't believe in it, assuming that they themselves do not know this.