My Genius Is In My Nostrils.

Nothing Is More Pathological In Our Pathological Modernity Than This Disease Of Christian Pity.

In Bach There Is Still Too Much Crude Christianity, Crude Germanism, Crude Scholasticism; He Stands On The Threshold Of European (modern) Music, But He Looks Back From There To The Middle Ages.

The Domestication (the Culture) Of Man Does Not Go Deep--where It Does Go Deep It At Once Becomes Degeneration (type: The Christian). The 'savage' (or, In Moral Terms, The Evil Man) Is A Return To Nature--and In A Certain Sense His Recovery, His Cure From 'culture'.

It Was Christianity, With Its Heartfelt Resentment Against Life, That First Made Something Unclean Of Sexuality: It Threw Filth On The Origin, On The Essential Fact Of Our Life.

Every Word Is A Preconceived Judgment.