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Do You Call Yourself Free? It Is Your Ruling Thought That I Would Hear, And Not That You Have Escaped From A Yoke.

The Devotion Of The Greatest Is To Encounter Risk And Danger, And Play Dice For Death.

Gradually It Has Become Clear To Me What Every Great Philosophy So Far Has Been: Namely, The Personal Confession Of Its Author And A Kind Of Involuntary And Unconscious Memoir.

I Would Only Believe In A God Who Could Dance. And When I Saw My Devil I Found Him Serious, Thorough, Profound, And Solemn: It Was The Spirit Of Gravity—through Him All Things Fall. Not By Wrath Does One Kill But By Laughter. Come, Let Us Kill The Spirit Of Gravity!

This Crown To Crown The Laughing Man, This Rose-wreath Crown: I Myself Have Set This Crown Upon My Head, I Myself Have Pronounced My Laughter Holy.