Friedrich Nietzsche Quotes - Page 3

Man is the cruelest animal," says Zarathustra. "When gazing at tragedies, bull-fights, crucifixations he hath hitherto felt happier than at any other time on Earth. And when he invented Hell...lo, Hell was his Heaven on Earth"; he could put up with suffering now, by contemplating the eternal punishment of his oppressors in the other world.

There are many good inventions on earth, some useful, some pleasing: for their sake, the earth is to be loved. And there is such a variety of well-invented things that the earth is like the breasts of a woman: useful as well as pleasing.

There are no eternal facts as there are no absolute truths.

The surest way of ruining a youth is to teach him to respect those who think as he does more highly than those who think differently from him.

as if a round apple presented itself to my hand, a ripe, golden apple with a soft, cool, velvety skin - thus the world presented itself to me -tas if a tree nodded to me, a wide-branching, strong-willed tree, bent for reclining and as a footstool for the way-weary: thus the world stood upon my headland -tas if tender hands brought me a casket - a casket open for the delight of modest, adoring eyes: thus the world presented himself before me today - tnot so enigmatic as to frighten away human love, not so explicit as to put to sleep human wisdom - a good, human thing was the world to me today, this world of which so many evil things are said!

The wittiest authors raise the very slightest of smiles.

Every means hitherto employed with the intention of making mankind moral has been thoroughly immoral.

How can a man become great if he does not feel in himself the force and the will to inflict great pain

When we are tired, we are attacked by ideas we conquered long ago.

Fanatics are picturesque, mankind would rather see gestures than listen to reasons.

Every talent must unfold itself in fighting.

The body is a big sagacity, a plurality with one sense, a war and a peace, a flock and a shepherd.

Every word is a prejudice.

Shared joys make a friend, not shared sufferings.

It was a subtle refinement of God to learn Greek when he wished to write a book – and that he did not learn it better.