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 What is new, however, is always evil, being that which wants to conquer and overthrow the old boundary markers and the old pieties; and only what is old is good. The good men are in all ages those who dig the old thoughts, digging deep and getting them to bear fruit – the farmers of the spirit. But eventually all land is depleted, and the ploughshare of evil must come again and again. Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good & Evil |
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 "I can't get out of Vietnam, and I can't finish it with what I have got. And I don't know what the hell to do! ...I'm not temperamentally equipped to be commander in chief... Deciding what to do about Vietnam is like being in an airplane- and I have to choose between crashing the plane or jumping out. I do not have a parachute..." --Lyndon Baines Johnson, 07/31/1968  "Yeee haw! Bring 'em on...!" |
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 Morality is the herd-instinct in the individual...
Fear is the mother of morality
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 If you look long into an abyss, the abyss will look also into you |
   If we train our conscience, it kisses us while it hurts us |
 The great epochs of our lives occur when we gain the courage to rechristen our evil as what is best in us |
  Insanity in individuals is something rare - but in groups, parties, nations and epochs, it is the rule |
 Cynicism is the only form in which base souls approach honesty; and the higher man must listen closely to every coarse or subtle cynicism, and congratulate himself when a clown without shame speaks out precisely in front of him |
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'What is love? What is creation? What is longing? What is a star?' thus asks the last man, and blinks. The earth has become small, and on it hops the last man, who makes everything small. His race is as ineradicable as the flea; the last man lives longest. 'We have invented happiness,'say the last men, and they blink. They have left the regions where it was hard to live, for one needs warmth. One still loves one's neighbor and rubs against him, for one needs warmth... One still works, for work is a form of entertainment. But one is careful lest the entertainment be too harrowing. One no longer becomes poor or rich: both require too much exertion. Who still wants to rule? Who obey? Both require too much exertion. No shepherd and one herd! Everybody wants the same, everybody is the same: whoever feels different goes voluntarily into a madhouse. 'Formerly, all the world was mad,' say the most refined, and they blink... One has one's little pleasure for the day and one's little pleasure for the night: but one has a regard for health. 'We have invented happiness,' say the last men, and they blink." --Friedrich Nietzsche, Also Sprach Zarathustra |
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