Everything That Has Been Is Eternal: The

It Says Nothing Against The Ripeness Of A Spirit That It Has A Few Worms.

Life Without Music Is Only Error, Exhaustion, Exile... Indeed, There Is Nothing That Concerns Me More Than The Fate Of Music.

The Idealist Is Incorrigible: If He Is Thrown Out Of His Heaven He Makes An Ideal Of His Hell.

The Man Of The Future Who Will Redeem Us Not Only From The Hitherto Reigning Ideal But Also From That Which Was Bound To Grow Out Of It, The Great Nausea, The Will To Nothingness, Nihilism; This Bell Stroke Of Noon And Of The Great Decision That Liberates The Will Again And Restores Its Goal To The Earth And His Hope To Man; This Antichrist And Anti-nihilist; This Victor Over God And Nothingness - He Must Come One Day.

This Mother Needs Happy, Reputable Children, And That One Needs Unhappy Ones: Otherwise She Cannot Show Her Kindness As A Mother.