Call Me Whatever You Like; I Am

He Has Drawn Back, Only In Order To Have Enough Room For His Leap

I Looked For Great Men, But All I Found Were The Apes Of Their Ideals.

How Much Reverence Has A Noble Man For His Enemies!--and Such Reverence Is A Bridge To Love.--for He Desires His Enemy For Himself, As His Mark Of Distinction; He Can Endure No Other Enemy Than One In Whom There Is Nothing To Despise And Very Much To Honor! In Contrast To This, Picture "the Enemy" As The Man Of Ressentiment Conceives Him--and Here Precisely Is His Deed, His Creation: He Has Conceived "the Evil Enemy," "the Evil One," And This In Fact Is His Basic Concept, From Which He Then Evolves, As An Afterthought And Pendant, A "good One"--himself!

But Thus Do I Counsel You, My Friends: Distrust All In Whom The Impulse To Punish Is Powerful! Distrust All Those Who Talk Much Of Their Justice!

As A Result, Nature Is Something Entirely Different From What Comes To Mind When We Invoke Its Name.