I teach you the Overman. Man is something which shall be surpassed.
The good generally displeases us when it is beyond our ken.
Everyone who enjoys thinks that the principal thing to the tree is the fruit, but in point of fact the principal thing to it is the seed.--Herein lies the difference between them that create and them that enjoy.
He that prefers the beautiful to the useful in life will, undoubtedly, like children who prefer sweetmeats to bread, destroy his digestion and acquire a very fretful outlook on the world.
On the heights it is warmer than people in the valleys suppose, especially in winter. The thinker recognizes the full import of this simile.
In the mountains of truth, you never climb in vain. Either you already reach a higher point today, or you exercise your strength in order to be able to climb higher tomorrow.
The value of many men and books rests solely on their faculty for compelling all to speak out the most hidden and intimate things.
Merchant and pirate were for a long period one and the same person. Even today mercantile morality is really nothing but a refinement of piratical morality.
Many a man fails to become a thinker for the sole reason that his memory is too good.
But even your best love is only an enraptured simile and a painful ardour. It is a torch to light you to loftier paths
All creators are hard, all great love is beyond their pity...
Where your entire love is, namely, with your child, there is also your entire virtue!
It is my ambition to say in ten sentences what others say in a whole book.
There are no facts, only interpretations.
The abdomen is the reason why man does not easily take himself for a god.
One will rarely err if extreme actions be ascribed to vanity, ordinary actions to habit, and mean actions to fear.
He who has a why can endure any how.
He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.
Love your enemies because they bring out the best in you.
The belly is the reason why man does not mistake himself for a god.
Many a man fails to become a thinker for the sole reason that his memory is too good.
In the mountains of truth you never climb in vain.
We are so fond of being out among nature, because it has no opinions about us.
The higher we soar the smaller we appear to those who cannot fly.
At bottom, every man knows perfectly well that he is a unique being, only once on this earth; and by no extraordinary chance will such a marvelously picturesque piece of diversity in unity as he is, ever be put together a second time.