God Remains Dead. And We Have Killed

If A Temple Is To Be Erected, A Temple Must Be Destroyed .

When Asses Are Needed.- You Will Never Get The Crowd To Cry Hosanna Until You Ride Into Town On An Ass.

We Should Turn Our Death Into A Celebration, Even If Only Out Of A Malice Towards Life: Towards The Woman Who Wants To Leave--us!

A Light Has Dawned For Me: I Need Companions, Living Ones, Not Dead Companions And Corpses Which I Carry With Me Wherever I Wish. But I Need Living Companions Who Follow Me Because They Want To Follow Themselves- And Who Want To Go Where I Want To Go.

I Climb Upon The Highest Mountains, Laughing At All Tragedies - Whether Real Or Imaginary.