I Love Him Who Maketh His Virtue

Every Relationship That Does Not Raise Us Up Pulls Us Down, And Vice Versa; This Is Why Men Usually Sink Down Somewhat When They Take Wives While Women Are Usually Somewhat Raised Up. Overly Spiritual Men Require Marriage Every Bit As Much As They Resist It As Bitter Medicine.

The Beating Of Drums, Which Delights Young Writers Who Serve A Party, Sounds To Him Who Does Not Belong To The Party Line Like A Rattling Of Chains, And Excites Sympathy Rather Than Admiration.

Many Brief Follies--that Is What You Call Love. And Your Marriage Puts An End To Many Brief Follies, With A Single Long Stupidity.

Now Know I Well What People Sought Formerly Above All Else When They Sought Teachers Of Virtue. Good Sleep They Sought For Themselves, And Poppy-head Virtues To Promote It! To All Those Be-lauded Sages Of The Academic Chairs, Wisdom Was Sleep Without Dreams: They Knew No Higher Significance Of Life. Even At Present, To Be Sure, There Are Some Like This Preacher Of Virtue, And Not Always So Honorable: But Their Time Is Past. And Not Much Longer Do They Stand: There They Already Lie. Blessed Are Those Drowsy Ones: For They Shall Soon Nod To Sleep.-thus Spoke Zarathustra.

Whatever We Think About And Question A Lot Becomes Questionable.