The Beating Of Drums, Which Delights Young

Poets Are Shameless With Their Experiences: They Exploit Them.

Sometimes It Is Harder To Accede To A Thing Than It Is To See Its Truth.

I Want To Learn More And More To See As Beautiful What Is Necessary In Things; Then I Shall Be One Of Those Who Make Things Beautiful. Amor Fati: Let That Be My Love Henceforth! I Do Not Want To Wage War Against What Is Ugly. I Do Not Want To Accuse; I Do Not Even Want To Accuse Those Who Accuse. Looking Away Shall Be My Only Negation. And All In All And On The Whole: Some Day I Wish To Be Only A Yes-sayer.

Conversation With A Friend Will Only Bear Good Fruit Of Knowledge When Both Think Only Of The Matter Under Consideration And Forget That They Are Friends.

Science Rushes Headlong, Without Selectivity, Without "taste," At Whatever Is Knowable, In The Blind Desire To Know All At Any Cost.