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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!

Let Us Beware Of Saying There Are Laws In Nature. There Are Only Necessities: There Is No One To Command, No One To Obey, No One To Transgress. When You Realize There Are No Goals Or Objectives, Then You Realize, Too, That There Is No Chance: For Only In A World Of Objectives Does The Word Chance Have Any Meaning.

It Is Difficult To Preach, This Morality Of Mediocrity! It May Never Admit What It Is And What It Wants! It Must Speak About Restraint And Worth And Duty And Love Of One's Neighbor.

The Most General Deficiency In Our Sort Of Culture And Education Is Gradually Dawning On Me: No One Learns, No One Strives Towards, No One Teaches--enduring Loneliness.

That Little Hypocrites And Half-crazed People Dare To Imagine That On Their Account The Laws Of Nature Are Constantly Broken; Such An Enhancement Of Every Kind Of Selfishness To Infinity, To Impudence, Cannot Be Branded With Sufficient Contempt. And Yet Christianity Owes Its Triumph To This Pitiable Flattery Of Personal Vanity.