How Much Truth Does A Spirit Endure,

Everyone Wants To Be Foremost In This Future-and Yet Death And The Stillness Of Death Are The Only Things Certain And Common To All In This Future! How Strange That This Sole Thing That Is Certain And Common To All, Exercises Almost No Influence On Men, And That They Are The Furthest From Regarding Themselves As The Brotherhood Of Death! It Makes Me Happy To See That Men Do Not Want To Think At All Of The Idea Of Death!

He Who Would Learn To Fly One Day Must First Learn To Stand And Walk And Run And Climb And Dance; One Cannot Fly Into Flying.

The State Is The Coldest Of All Cold Monsters, And Coldly It Tells Lies, And This Lie Drones On From Its Mouth: 'i, The State, Am The People'.

When Gods Die, They Always Die Many Sorts Of Death.

Priests ... These Turkey-cocks Of God.