I Love Him Who Laboureth And Inventeth,

He Who Denies Himself Much In Great Matters Will Readily Indulge Himself In Small Things.

He Who Has A Why To Live Can Bear Almost Any How.

Here One Must Think Profoundly To The Very Basis And Resist All Sentimental Weakness: Life Itself Is Essentially Appropriation, Injury, Conquest Of The Strange And Weak, Suppression, Severity, Obtrusion Of Peculiar Forms, Incorporation, And At The Least, Putting It Mildest, Exploitation - But Why Should One For Ever Use Precisely These Words On Which For Ages A Disparaging Purpose Has Been Stamped?

For Art To Exist, For Any Sort Of Aesthetic Activity To Exist, A Certain Physiological Precondition Is Indispensable: Intoxication.

The Strongest Knowledge (that Of The Total Freedom Of The Human Will) Is Nonetheless The Poorest In Successes: For It Always Has The Strongest Opponent, Human Vanity.