I am a pure-blooded Polish nobleman without a single drop of bad blood – certainly not German blood.
Category Archive: Friedrich Nietzsche
Regarding life, the wisest men of all ages have judged alike: it is worthless.
I assess the power of a will by how much resistance, pain, torture it endures and knows how to turn to its advantage.
To use the same words is not a sufficient guarantee of understanding; one must use the same words for the same genus of inward experience; ultimately one must have one’s experiences in common.
For art to exist, for any sort of aesthetic activity to exist, a certain physiological precondition is indispensable: intoxication.
There are no facts, only interpretations.
In music the passions enjoy themselves.
Wit is the epitaph of an emotion.
Whoever feels predestined to see and not to believe will find all believers too noisy and pushy: he guards against them.
That which does not kill us makes us stronger.