Man Is No Longer An Artist, He

You Are Treading The Path To Your Greatness: No One Shall Follow You Here! Your Passage Has Effaced The Path Behind You, And Above That Path Stands Written: Impossibility.

I Am One Thing, My Writings Are Another.

I Will Make An Attempt To Attain Freedom, The Youthful Soul Says To Itself; And Is It To Be Hindered In This By The Fact That Two Nations Happen To Hate And Fight One Another, Or That Two Continents Are Separated By An Ocean, Or That All Around It A Religion Is Taught With Did Not Yet Exist A Couple Of Thousand Years Ago. All That Is Not You, It Says To Itself.

A Change Of Values - That Means, A Change Of The Creators Of Values. He Who Has To Be A Creator Always Has To Destroy.

It Takes Physical Courage To Indulge In Wickedness. The "good" Are Too Cowardly To Do It.