A subject for a great poet would be God's boredom after the seventh day of creation.
Egoism is the very essence of a noble soul.
Fear is the mother of morality.
God is a thought who makes crooked all that is straight.
I cannot believe in a God who wants to be praised all the time.
Idleness is the parent of psychology.
In every real man a child is hidden that wants to play.
In heaven, all the interesting people are missing.
In individuals, insanity is rare; but in groups, parties, nations and epochs, it is the rule.
No one lies so boldly as the man who is indignant.
One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star.
One should die proudly when it is no longer possible to live proudly.
Success has always been a great liar.
The abdomen is the reason why man does not readily take himself to be a god.
Two great European narcotics, alcohol and Christianity.
What is good? All that heightens the feeling of power, the will to power, power itself in man.
You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.
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