The Existence Of Forgetting Has Never Been

Very Early In My Life I Took The Question Of The Relation Of Art To Truth Seriously: Even Now I Stand In Holy Dread In The Face Of This Discordance. My First Book Was Devoted To It. The Birth Of Tragedy Believes In Art On The Background Of Another Belief

A Man Of Genius Is Unbearable, Unless He Possesses At Least Two Things Besides: Gratitude And Purity.

What Destroys A Man More Quickly Than To Work, Think And Feel Without Inner Necessity, Without Any Deep Personal Desire, Without Pleasure - As A Mere Automaton Of Duty?

Let Old Ones Go. Dont Be A Memory-monger! Once You Were Young──now You Are Even Younger.

Some Die Too Young, Some Die Too Old; The Precept Sounds Strange, But Die At The Right Age.