It Is Terrible To Die Of Thirst

The Refinement Of Morality Increases Together With The Refinement Of Fear. Today The Fear Of Disagreeable Feelings In Other People Is Almost The Strongest Of Our Own Disagreeable Feelings.

That Roguish And Cheerful Vice, Politeness.

"faith" As An Imperative Is A Veto Against Science-in Praxi, It Means Lies At Any Price.

I Have Not The Capability To Give You My Loyalty, Nor Do I Have The Vanity To Appear As If I Did.

This Is The Manner Of Noble Souls: They Do Not Want To Have Anything For Nothing; Least Of All, Life. Whoever Is Of The Mob Wants To Live For Nothing; We Others, However, To Whom Life Gave Itself, We Always Think About What We Might Best Give In Return... One Should Not Wish To Enjoy Where One Does Not Give Joy.