Man, A Hybrid Of Plant And Ghost.

Every Man Has His Price. This Is Not True. But For Every Man There Exists A Bait Which He Cannot Resist Swallowing.

It Is Terrible To Die Of Thirst In The Ocean. Do You Have To Salt Your Truth So Heavily That It Does Not Even-quench Thirst Any More?

He Who Is Punished Is Never He Who Performed The Deed. He Is Always The Scapegoat.

What Is Good? All That Enhances The Feeling Of Power, The Will To Power, And Power Itself In Man. What Is Bad? — All That Proceeds From Weakness. What Is Happiness? — The Feeling That Power Is Increasing — That Resistance Has Been Overcome.

A Good Seat On A Horse Steals Away Your Opponent's Courage And Your Onlooker's Heart-what Reason Is There To Attack? Sit Like One Who Has Conquered?