Quotes from Friedrich Nietzsche

In wickedness the haughty man and the weakling meet. But they misunderstand one another. I know you.

We know that the destruction of an ideal does not necessarily produce a truth, but only one more piece of ignorance; it is the extension of our 'empty space,' an increase in our 'waste.

nothing stands so much in the way of the production and propagation of the great philosopher by nature as does the bad philosopher who works for the state.

favourites.-There is, of course, here and there on this terrestrial sphere a kind of sequel to love, in which that envious longing of two persons for one another has yielded to a new desire and covetousness, to a common, higher thirst for a superior ideal standing above them : but who knows this love? Who has experienced it? Its right name is friendship.

One can only be silent and sit peacefully when one hath arrow and bow; otherwise one prateth and quarrelleth. Let your peace be a victory!

La cel ce vrea s? fie drept pân?-n adâncul sufletului chiar ÅŸi minciuna devine filantropie.

That poem was not by me. It is among the things which quite overpower me; I have never been able to read it without tears coming to my eyes; it sounds like a voice for which I have been waiting and waiting since childhood. The poem is by my friend Lou... She is as shrewd as an eagle and brave as a lion, and yet still a very girlish child, who perhaps will not live long.

There is something the child sees that he does not see; something the child hears that he does not hear; and this something is the most important thing of all. Because he does not understand it, his understanding is more childish than the child's and more simple than simplicity itself; in spite of the many clever wrinkles on his parchment face, and the masterly play of his fingers in unravelling the knots.

Para todo el que sufre es un goce embriagador dejar de ver sus propios sufrimientos y olvidarse de sí mismo.

The essential element in the black art of obscurantism is not that it wants to darken individual understanding, but that it wants to blacken our picture of the world, and darken our idea of existence.

Not necessity, not desire - no, the love of power is the demon of men. Let them have everything - health, food, a place to live, entertainment - they are and remain unhappy and low-spirited: for the demon waits and waits and will be satisfied.

No quedar adherido a ninguna persona: aunque sea la más amada, - toda persona es una cárcel, y también un rincón.

This – is now my way: where is yours?' Thus I answered those who asked me 'the way'. For the way – does not exist!

I make for my goal, I follow my course; over the loitering and tardy will I leap. Thus let my on-going be their down-going!

AÅŸa gr?ieÅŸte bufonul: «RelaÅ£ia cu oamenii corupe caracterul ÅŸi mai cu seam? când acesta îÅ£i lipseÅŸte.»

Remain true to the earth, my brethren, with the power of your virtue! Let your bestowing love and your knowledge be devoted to be the meaning of the earth! . . . Let it not fly away from the earthly and beat against eternal walls with its wings. . . . Lead, like me, the flown-away virtue back to the earth—yes, back to body and life: that it may give to the earth its meaning, a human meaning!

I love to lose myself for a while.

Innermost suffering makes the mind noble. Only that deepest, slow and extended pain that burns inside of us as firewood forces us to go down into our depths… I doubt that such a pain could ever make us feel better, but I know that it makes us deeper beings. It makes us ask more rigorous and deeper questions to ourselves… Trust in life has disappeared. Life itself has become a problem.

who knows that he is profound strives for clearness; he who would like to appear profound to the multitude strives for obscurity.

Siempre hay algo de locura en el amor; pero también siempre hay algo de razón en la locura.

Oh, como somos felizes, nós que procuramos o conhecimento, se não quebrarmos o silêncio prematuramente!...

When you look into the abyss, the abyss looks into you.

To fight upward out of that chaos to this form requires a compulsion: one must be faced with the choice of perishing or prevailing. A dominating race can grow up only out of terrible and violent beginnings.

Nu viaÅ£a veÅŸnic? e important?, ci veÅŸnica însufleÅ£ire.