Greatness (n.) is large and copious of himself, but becomes great by receiving and leading on so many tributary streams.
Greatness (n.) is made not by the strength of the sentiments of great men, but by the duration of those sentiments.
Greatness (n.) is not for one age only but will be looked upon as great for all time.
Greatness (n.) is reserved only for one who feels in himself the force and will to inflict great pain.
Greatness (n.) must first wear terrifying and monstrous masks in order to inscribe itself on the hearts of humanity.
Greatness (n.) is not in strength, but in the duration of great sentiments.
Greatness's (n.) finest effect is that it bestows a discriminating eye on the viewer.
Greatness (n.) that demands to be everlasting sparks the most fearful struggle, for everything else that lives cries No; its path to immortality leads through the brains of timorous, short-lived animals who want only to live, at any cost.
Greatness (n.) in mass-history is a bubble on the surface of the flood — order as the product of chaos, a deliberate confusion of quantity with quality.
Greatness (n.) and a clear grasp of necessity have always belonged together: a great man's deed that is brief and without resonance lacks greatness, for he mistook the moment and chance became his master.
Greatness (n.) is fatal: it is followed by degeneration, and lays nature waste around it — the luckiest thing for an art is several geniuses at once, keeping one another in bounds.
Greatness (n.) means giving direction: no river is great of itself, but by the tributaries it receives and bears onward.
Greatness (n.) of character: give a man a chance to show it that he fails to seize, and he will never forgive you.
Greatness (n.) looks like guilt to narrow souls: "All great existence is guilty."
Greatness (n.) in humans is all too human: naked, the greatest and smallest are all too similar — never yet has there been an overman.
Greatness (n.) has its way where peak and abyss merge, your former ultimate danger becomes your ultimate refuge, and your own foot has erased the path behind you.
Greatness (n.) sought honors you but also betrays you: whoever seeks it is not great.
Greatness (n.) has no use for the pathos of poses; whoever needs poses at all is false. Beware of all picturesque men!
Greatness (n.) bears a rancune: everything great — a work, a deed — no sooner accomplished turns against the man who did it; he can no longer face it, and labors under it.
Greatness (n.) is nothing unless it includes a great crime; all being-great is a placing-oneself-outside, as far as morality is concerned.