I Was Not Given To Looking At

I Was At Home Then In The World Of Figures, But Not In That Of Values.

Forgetfulness, The Unhistorical, Is ... The Atmosphere, In Which Alone Life Can Come Into Being. In Order To Understand It, Let Us Imagine A Youth Who Is Seized With A Passion For A Woman, Or A Man Who Is Swayed By A Passion For His Work. In Both Cases What Lies Behind Them Has Ceased To Exist And Yet This State (the Most Unhistorical That Can Be Imagined) Is That In Which Every Action, Every Great Deed Is Conceived And Accomplished.

Greatness Has Nothing To Do With Results Or With Success.

A Love For Humanity Came Over Me, And Watered And Fertilised The Fields Of My Inner World Which Had Been Lying Fallow, And This Love Of Humanity Vented Itself In A Vast Compassion.

It Appears To Nietzsche That The Modern Age Has Produced For Imitation Three Types Of Man ... First, Rousseau's Man, The Titan Who Raises Himself ... And In His Need Calls Upon Holy Nature. Then Goethe's Man ... A Spectator Of The World ... Third Schopenhauer's Man ... Voluntarily Takes Upon Himself The Pain Of Telling The Truth.