Whoever Possesses The Will To Suffering Within

The Christian Resolution To Find The World Ugly And Bad Has Made The World Ugly And Bad.

I Notice That Autumn Is More The Season Of The Soul Than Of Nature.

The Will To Truth Is Merely The Longing For A Stable World.

How Much Disgruntled Heaviness, Lameness, Dampness, How Much Beer Is There In The German Intelligence.

But What If Pleasure And Pain Should Be So Closely Connected That He Who Wants The Greatest Possible Amount Of The One Must Also Have The Greatest Possible Amount Of The Other, That He Who Wants To Experience The "heavenly High Jubilation," Must Also Be Ready To Be "sorrowful Unto Death"?