Real Dancers Are The Ones Who Can

Admiration For A Quality Or An Art Can Be So Strong That It Deters Us From Striving To Possess It.

The Most Common Lie Is That Which One Lies To Himself; Lying To Others Is Relatively An Exception.

My Formula For Greatness In A Human Being Is Amor Fati: That One Wants Nothing To Be Other Than It Is, Not In The Future, Not In The Past, Not In All Eternity.

When Virtue Has Slept It Will Arise More Vigorous.

I Do Not Know What The Spirit Of A Philosopher Could More Wish To Be Than A Good Dancer. For The Dance Is His Ideal, Also His Fine Art, Finally Also The Only Kind Of Piety He Knows, His 'divine Service.'