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The Aphorism (n.) 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.
The Aphorism (n.) is a form of eternity. If done right, it says more than what everyone else says in an entire book.
The Aphorism (n.) is a genre written in blood by authors who want not to be learned but to be learned by heart.
The Aphorism (n.) is the greatest paradox in literature, the imperishable in the midst of change, the nourishment which always remains highly valued, as salt does, and never becomes stupid like salt.
Illness (n.) is, along with misery and imperfection, a backdoor giving one backdoor escapes from enduring habits.
Illness (n.) is a clumsy attempt to arrive at health. Instead we ought to come to nature's aid with intellect.
Truth (n.) is very slow in its uncovering — Deep is the well of truth and long does it take to know what has fallen into its depths.
The Truth (n.) is, for many people, a dangerous, unwanted thing which destroys their illusions.
Truth (n.) is simply the name for those errors that we cannot give up.
Truth (n.) as the just man desires it, is not cold knowledge or the huntsman's prey but the Last Judgment — the sacred right to overturn all the boundary-stones of egoistic possessions.
Truth (n.) striving for it is great only insofar as it holds the unconditional will to justice; otherwise it is curiosity, flight from boredom, envy, vanity — few serve truth because few possess the pure will to be just.
Truth (n.) brute truth — that the many are alive and the few great no longer — is an incorrigible stupidity, a blunt 'thus it is' against morality's 'it ought not to be thus'.
Truth (n.) as professors speak of it, is a modest, self-contented creature that keeps assuring the powers that be no one need worry on its account — it is, after all, only 'pure science'.
Truth (n.) is served when it directly procures salaries and advancement; so a frontier runs between the profitable truths served by many and the unprofitable truths served by very few.
Truth (n.) never accepts pay or stands in anyone's service — so the state, which has use only for what is useful to it, has only false 'truth', a person in a mask.
Truth (n.) may be bled to death from: we have grown too tender to do without comfort, and too rigorous to believe the comforting lies.
Truth (n.) we still pursue like a beautiful girl — but what of the day she has become a scowling old woman?
Truth (n.) lacks advocates not when it is dangerous to tell but when it is boring.
Truth (n.) fatal truths kill no one now — there are too many antidotes.
Truth (n.) may be Circe: error transformed animals into men — can truth change man back into an animal?
Truth (n.) is loved by the young only when strange; by the mature for what is strange in it; by the fully mature even when plain and boring — they know truth gives its highest gifts with an air of simplicity.
Truth (n.) probably no man has ever yet sacrificed himself for it — one wanted to be in the right because one thought one had to be; the will was the prompter of the intellect.
Truth (n.) is secretly hated for its certainty: tell people they can speak only of probability, and their unconcealed joy shows how they prefer a fluctuating horizon — bat-souls dazzled by brighter light.
Truth (n.) are often errors and fantasies on which men afterwards foisted a substratum of reality.
Truth (n.) where there is nothing, it too has lost its rights — the world was set aflame over doctrines to which nothing real corresponds.
Truth (n.) its value is no more measured by the effort to reach it than a mountain's height by the effort of climbing it — a mad morality for gymnasts of the spirit.
Politics (n.) is that domain in which mankind is one of two things: A tool or an enemy.
Politics (n.) is a domain in which political superiority always resolves itself into the idea of psychological superiority.
Politics (n.) devours all seriousness for really intellectual things.
Revenge (n.) is more human than no revenge at all.
The Universe (n.) is a monster of energy, without beginning or end.
The Universe (n.) is only necessity... there is nobody who commands, nobody who obeys, nobody who trespasses, and since there is no purposes there is also no accident..
Interpretation (n.) is not a commentary on a preexisting text... what exist before the interpretation is not text but chaos.
Interpretation (n.) is not the expression, but the intrinsic organization, the 'morphology' of power.
Interpretation (n.) is not the process of cognition through which the agent discovers the world as it is already constituted: On the contrary, it is the process through which he creates the world as he goes along.
Interpretation (n.) is synonymous with imposing sense, with molding chaos, with drawing a world of luminous figures out of what is hidden by the night of ignorance, impotence, and death.
Interpretation (n.) is the means by which identities are formed, and power is an inherent aspect of that process.
Interpretation (n.) is the needs of our drives... their For and Against, their individual perspectives and lust to compel all other drives to accept as a norm.
Interpretation (n.) is the violent or surreptitious appropriation of a system of rules which in itself has no essential meaning.
Corruption (n.) is the warlike passions transmuted into countless private passions. as such, it is precisely in times of corruption and 'exhaustion (i.e. times when tragedy runs through houses and streets) that great love and great hatred are born and that the flame of knowledge flares up into the sky.
Corruption (n.) is a quality of men who possess a refined cruelty - witty and slanderous. Such men know types of murder that require neither daggers nor assault.
Corruption (n.) is merely a nasty word for the autumn of a people... times of corruption gives birth to the individual who carries the seeds of the future and is the author of the spiritual colonization and origin of new states and communities.
Song (n.) is an expression of enchantment whereby man forgets how to speak and is on the way into flying into the air.
Rhythm (n.) is utilitarian in its origins. It is a more memorable form of speech, is audible over greater distances (due to it's tick-tock nature), and possesses a force which engenders an unconquerable urge to yield and join in and to compel (even the Gods).
Rhythm (n.) is assumed, since the most ancient times, to be endowed with a magical power, making the demons pliant and unfree so that they become man's instruments as one draws water or rows, or performs some other activity.