O Voltaire! O Humanity! O Idiocy! There

The Charm Of The Platonic Mode Of Thought ... Consisted Precisely In The Resistance To The Obvious Evidence Of The Senses.

O, What Nowadays Does Science Not Conceal! How Much, At Least, It Is Meant To Conceal!

This Tremendous Event Is Still On Its Way, Still Wandering; It Has Not Yet Reached The Ears Of Men. Lightning And Thunder Require Time; The Light On The Stars Requires Time; Deeds Though Done, Still Require Time To Be Seen And Heard. This Deed Is Still More Distant From Them Than The Most Distant Stars - And Yet They Have Done It Themselves.

He Who Does Not Desire Much More From Things Than Knowledge Of Them Easily Makes Peace With His Soul.

I Am Zarathustra The Godless: Where Shall I Find My Equal? All Those Who Give Themselves Their Own Will And Renounce All Submission, They Are My Equals.