The Wittiest Authors Evoke A Barely Perceptible

A Belief, However Necessary It May Be For The Preservation Of A Species, Has Nothing To Do With Truth. The Falseness Of A Judgment Is Not For Us Necessarily An Objection To A Judgment. The Question Is To What Extent It Is Life-promoting, Life-preserving, Species Preserving, Perhaps Even Species Cultivating. To Recognize Untruth As A Condition Of Life--that Certainly Means Resisting Accustomed Value Feelings In A Dangerous Way; And A Philosophy That Risks This Would By That Token Alone Place Itself Beyond Good And Evil.

The God On The Cross Is A Curse On Life, A Signpost To Seek Redemption From Life; Dionysus Cut To Pieces Is A Promise Of Life: It Will Be Eternally Reborn And Return Again From Destruction

Parasitism Is The Only Practice Of The Church; With Its Ideal Of Anaemia, Its Holiness, Draining All Blood, All Love, All Hope For Life; The Beyond As The Will To Negate Every Reality; The Cross As The Mark Of Recognition For The Most Subterranean Conspiracy That Ever Existed-against Health, Beauty, Whatever Has Turned Out Well, Courage, Spirit, Graciousness Of The Soul, Against Life Itself.

The Flame Is Not As Bright To Itself As It Is To Those It Illuminates: So Too The Sage.

Free From What? What Does That Matter To Zarathustra! Clearly, However, Shall Your Eye Show To Me: Free For What?