It Is Always From The Depths Of

It Is Always From The Depths Of Its Impotence That Each Power Center Draws Its Power, Hence Their Extreme Maliciousness, And Vanity

You Never Walk Alone. Even The Devil Is The Lord Of Flies.

It Is Not The Slumber Of Reason That Engenders Monsters, But Vigilant And Insomniac Rationality

The Aim Of Critique Is Not The Ends Of Man Or Of Reason But In The End The Overman, The Overcome, Overtaken Man. The Point Of Critique Is Not Justification But A Different Way Of Feeling: Another Sensibility

Every Time Someone Puts An Objection To Me, I Want To Say: 'ok, Ok, Let's Go On To Something Else.' Objections Have Never Contributed Anything.