Top 2506 Quotes & Sayings by Friedrich Nietzsche - Page 42

A thing can only live through a pious illusion.

Out of love, women become entirely what it is that they are in the imaginations of the men who love them.

The higher its type, the more rarely a thing succeeds.

It is I, the ungodly Zarathustra, who says:Who is more ungodly than I, that I may rejoice in his teaching?

It is however a disgrace to pray! Not for all, but for you, and me, and whoever has his a conscience.

When you stare into an abyss for a long time, the abyss also stares into you.

There is such a thing as a hatred of lies and dissimulation, which is the outcome of a delicate sense of humor; there is also the selfsame hatred but as the result of cowardice, in so far as falsehood is forbidden by Divine law. Too cowardly to lie.

As soon as we are shown the existence of something old in a new thing, we are pacified.

All philosophy is a form of confession.

Religious War has signified the greatest advance of the masses so far, for it proves that the masses have begun to treat concepts with respect.

Truly, it is a blessing and not a blasphemy when I teach that "above all things there stands the heaven of chance, the heaven of innocence, the heaven of accident, the heaven of wantonness".

The man who sees little always sees less than there is to see; the man who hears badly always hears something more than there is to hear.

The child as a monument to the passion of two people; the will to oneness in two.

A married philosopher belongs to comedy.

A matter that becomes clear ceases to concern us.--What was that god thinking who counseled, "Know thyself!" Did he perhaps mean,"Cease to concern yourself! Become objective!"--And Socrates?--And "scientific men"?

He who is not a bird should not build his nest over abysses.

Once blasphemy again God was the greatest blasphemy; but God died, and thereupon those blasphemers died too.

You're going to women? Don't forget your whip!

The poet presents his thoughts festively, on the carriage of rhythm: usually because they could not walk.

One can lie with the mouth, but with the accompanying grimace one nevertheless tells the truth.

Many find their heart when they have lost their head.

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

Under peaceful conditions a warlike man sets upon himself.

Enjoyment and innocence are the most bashful things: both do not want to be sought.

To the mean all becomes mean.

The great poet draws his creations only from out of his own reality.

Science offends the modesty of all real women. It makes them feel as though it were an attempt to peek under their skin--or, worseyet, under their dress and ornamentation!

To blaspheme the earth is now the most dreadful sin, and to rate the heart of the unknowable higher than the meaning of the earth!

Where does one not find that bland degeneration which beer produces in the spirit!

When asses are needed.- You will never get the crowd to cry Hosanna until you ride into town on an ass.

Whenever the strength of a belief strongly steps into the foreground, we must infer a certain weakness of demonstrability and the improbability of that belief.

Thus do I want man and woman to be: the one fit to wage war and the other fit to give birth, but both fit to dance with head and feet.

And you tell me, friends, that there is no disputing taste and tasting? But all life is a dispute over taste and tasting!

On the heights it is warmer than people in the valley suppose, especially in winter. The thinker recognizes the full import of this simile.

A nation usually renews its youth on a political sick-bed, and there finds again the spirit which it had gradually lost in seeking and maintaining power.

Every man in creating the beautiful appearance of the dream worlds is a perfect artist.

Everyone nowadays lives through too much and thinks through too little: they have a ravenous appetite and colic at the same time so that they keep getting thinner and thinner no matter how much they eat.--Whoever says nowadays, "I have not experienced anything"--is a simpleton.

He that writeth in blood and proverbs doth not want to be read, but learnt by heart.

The English are a nation of consummate cant.

So live your life of obedience and of war! What matter about long life! What warrior wisheth to be spared!

What good is a book that does not even transport us beyond all books?

There are the spiritually consumptive ones: hardly are they born when they begin to die, and long for doctrines of lassitude and renunciation.

All rejection and negation indicates a deficiency in fertility: fundamentally, if only we were good plowland we would allow nothing to go unused, and in every thing, event, and person we would welcome manure, rain, or sunshine.

Never to read another book that was born and baptized (with ink) at the same time.

The sexes deceive themselves about one another: the reason being that at bottom they honor and love only themselves (or their ownideal, to express it more agreeably). Thus man wants woman to be peaceable--but woman is essentially, like the cat, not peaceable, however well she may have trained herself to assume the appearance of peace.

Men subsequently put whatever is newly learned or experienced to use as a plowshare, perhaps even as a weapon: but women immediately include it among their ornaments.