Time, Space, And Causality Are Only Metaphors

To Die Proudly When It Is No Longer Possible To Live Proudly. Death Freely Chosen, Death At The Right Time, Brightly And Cheerfully Accomplished Amid Children And Witnesses: Then A Real Farewell Is Still Possible, As The One Who Is Taking Leave Is Still There; Also A Real Estimate Of What One Has Wished, Drawing The Sum Of One's Life--all In Opposition To The Wretched And Revolting Comedy That Christianity Has Made Of The Hour Of Death.

The Grand Style Arises When Beauty Wins A Victory Over The Monstrous.

Could One Count Such Dilettantes And Old Spinsters As That Mawkish Apostle Of Virginity, Mainlander, As A Genuine German? In The Last Analysis He Probably Was A Jew (all Jews Become Mawkish When They Moralize).

Thus The Will To Power Strives Towards Oppositions, Towards Displeasure. There Is A Will To Suffering At The Foundation Of All Organic Life (contrary To "happiness" As "goal").

Who Can Attain To Anything Great If He Does Not Feel In Himself The Force And Will To Inflict Great Pain?