One Hears - One Does Not Seek;

It Is With Artworks As It Is With Wine: It Is Much Better When We Do Not Need Either One, When We Stick With Water, And When Out Of Our Own Inner Fire, The Inner Sweetness Of Our Own Soul, We Turn The Water Over And Over Again Into Wine Ourselves.

What Is The Strongest Cure?--victory.

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.

The Bad Gains Respect Through Imitation, The Good Loses It Especially In Art.

There Would Be No Sunshine In Society If The Born Flatterers, I Mean The So-called Amiable People, Did Not Bring It In With Them.