Everything Good Is The Transmutation Of Something

Pitch-black Winter Nights Live In My Bones.

Marriage Was Contrived For Ordinary People, For People Who Are Capable Of Neither Great Love Nor Great Friendship, Which Is To Say, For Most People--but Also For Those Exceptionally Rare Ones Who Are Capable Of Love As Well As Of Friendship.

Where Is The Lightning To Lick You With Its Tongue? Where Is The Madness With Which You Should Be Cleansed? Behold, I Show You The Superman. He Is This Lightning, He Is This Madness.

Once You Were Apes, Yet Even Now Man Is More Of An Ape Than Any Of The Apes.

A Good Aphorism Is Too Hard For The Tooth Of Time, And Is Not Worn Away By All The Centuries, Although It Serves As Food For Every Epoch.