There Exists Above The "productive" Man A

I No Longer Want To Walk On Worn Soles.

Nothing Is More Pathological In Our Pathological Modernity Than This Disease Of Christian Pity.

I Love Him Who Is Ashamed When The Dice Fall In His Favour, And Who Then Asketh: "am I A Dishonest Player?" - For He Is Willing To Succumb.

Those That Achieve Anything That Looks Beyond The Vision And Thinking Of Their Peers Provoke Jealousy And Hatred Disguised As The Ordinary.

The Man Who Does Not Wish To Belong To The Mass Needs Only To Cease Taking Himself Easily; Let Him Follow His Conscience, Which Calls To Him: "be Your Self! All You Are Now Doing, Thinking, Desiring, Is Not You Yourself.