No One Dies Of Fatal Truths Nowadays:

I Feel All Those Human Beings To Be Pernicious Who Can No Longer Oppose What They Love: They Thereby Ruin The Best Things And People.

Art Is Essentially The Affirmation, The Blessing, And The Deification Of Existence.

Perhaps No Philosopher Is More Correct Than The Cynic. The Happiness Of The Animal, That Thorough Cynic, Is The Living Proof Of Cynicism.

Every Word Is A Preconceived Judgment.

Assuming That He Believes At All, The Everyday Christian Is A Pitiful Figure, A Man Who Really Cannot Count Up To Three, And Who Besides, Precisely Because Of His Mental Incompetence, Would Not Deserve Such A Punishment As Christianity Promises Him.