A Book Full Of Brilliance Imparts Some

A Matter That Becomes Clear Ceases To Concern Us.

The Disgust With Dirt Can Be So Great That It Keeps Us From Cleaning Ourselves--from "justifying" Ourselves.

Life Is The Will To Power; Our Natural Desire To Dominate And Reshape The World To Fit Our Own Preferences And Assert Our Personal Strength To The Fullest Degree.

Christianity Has Taken The Part Of All The Weak, The Low, The Botched; It Has Made An Ideal Out Of Antagonism To All The Self Preservative Instincts Of Sound Life; It Has Corrupted Even The Faculties Of Those Natures That Are Intellectually Most Vigorous, By Representing The Highest Intellectual Values As Sinful, As Misleading, As Full Of Temptation.

One Receives As Reward For Much Ennui, Despondency, Boredom -such As A Solitude Without Friends, Books, Duties, Passions Must Bring With It -those Quarter-hours Of Profoundest Contemplation Within Oneself And Nature. He Who Completely Entrenches Himself Against Boredom Also Entrenches Himself Against Himself: He Will Never Get To Drink The Strongest Refreshing Draught From His Own Innermost Fountain.