Fear Is The Mother Of Morality.

He Who Has Attained The Freedom Of Reason To Any Extent Cannot, For A Long Time, Regard Himself Otherwise Than As A Wanderer On The Face Of The Earth - And Not Even As A Traveler Towards A Final Goal, For There Is No Such Thing. But He Certainly Wants To Observe And Keep His Eyes Open To Whatever Actually Happens In The World; Therefore He Cannot Attach His Heart Too Firmly To Anything Individual; He Must Have In Himself Something Wandering That Takes Pleasure In Change And Transitoriness.

In Order To Be Able Thus To Misjudge, And Thus To Grant Left-handed Veneration To Our Classics, People Must Have Ceased To Know Them. This, Generally Speaking, Is Precisely What Has Happened. For, Otherwise, One Ought To Know That There Is Only One Way Of Honoring Them, And That Is To Continue Seeking With The Same Spirit And With The Same Courage, And Not To Weary Of The Search.

Truth Is The Kind Of Error Without Which A Certain Species Of Life Could Not Live. The Value For Life Is Ultimately Decisive.

I Am Affected, Not Because You Have Deceived Me, But Because I Can No Longer Believe In You.

There Are Various Eyes. Even The Sphinx Has Eyes: And As A Result There Are Various Truths, And As A Result There Is No Truth.