It Is I, The Ungodly Zarathustra, Who

Morality Makes Stupid.- Custom Represents The Experiences Of Men Of Earlier Times As To What They Supposed Useful And Harmful - But The Sense For Custom (morality) Applies, Not To These Experiences As Such, But To The Age, The Sanctity, The Indiscussability Of The Custom. And So This Feeling Is A Hindrance To The Acquisition Of New Experiences And The Correction Of Customs: That Is To Say, Morality Is A Hindrance To The Development Of New And Better Customs: It Makes Stupid.

What? You Seek Something? You Wish To Multiply Yourself Tenfold, A Hundredfold? You Seek Followers? Seek Zeros!

The Saying, "the Magyar Is Much Too Lazy To Be Bored," Is Worth Thinking About. Only The Most Subtle And Active Animals Are Capable Of Boredom.--a Theme For A Great Poet Would Be God's Boredom On The Seventh Day Of Creation.

You Highest Men Whom I Have Ever Seen! This Is My Suspicion About You And My Secret Laughter: I Guess That You Would Call My Superman--a Devil!

The Familiarity Of Superiors Embitters One, Because It May Not Be Returned.