No Victor Believes In Chance.

I Could Dispense With Nothing When I Created The Superman. His Seed Still Carries All Your Evil And Falsehood, Your Lies And Yourignorance.

The Great End Of Art Is To Strike The Imagination With The Power Of A Soul That Refuses To Admit Defeat Even In The Midst Of A Collapsing World.

The Most Spiritual Human Beings, Assuming They Are The Most Courageous, Also Experience By Far The Most Painful Tragedies: But It Is Precisely For This Reason That They Honor Life, Because It Brings Against Them Its Most Formidable Weapons.

Some Are Made Modest By Great Praise, Others Insolent.

I Would Believe Only In A God That Knows How To Dance.