Life (n.) is a joyous self-overcoming, a will to accumulate force, an embrace of existence filled with the expression of the bodily drives and sexuality, with laughter and dance, and accepted with affirmation regardless of the suffering the fates brings upon one'.
Life (n.) is an instinct for growth, for survival, for the accumulation of forces, for power.
Life (n.) is nothing but a dispute over taste and tasting.
Life (n.) is nothing other than an experiment of the seeker for knowledge. It is neither a duty, nor a calamity, nor trickery.
Life (n.) is possible in its entirety, without consciousness, without, as it were, seeing itself in a mirror. Even now, for that matter, by far the greatest portion of our life actually takes place without this mirror effect... and this is true even of our thinking, feeling and willing life.
Life (n.) is a thing from which aggression cannot be separated. It operates essentially through injury, assault, exploitation, and destruction, as part of its basic character.
Life (n.) ceases to live when it is dissected completely, and lives a painful and morbid life when one begins to practice historical dissection upon it.
Life (n.) must overcome itself again and again.
Life (n.) is the secret for harvesting from existence the greatest fruitfulness and the greatest enjoyment.
Life (n.) is the will to power... our natural desire to dominate and reshape the world to fit our own preferences and assert our personal strength to the fullest degree.
Life (n.) is worthless, such have the wisest men of all ages similarly determined.
The Life (n.) is made up of rare, isolated moments of the greatest significance, and of innumerably many intervals. As such, those many men who do not have those moments at all are themselves intervals and intermissions in the symphony of real life.
Life (n.) is continually shedding something that wants to die.
Life (n.) is being cruel and inexorable against everything about us that is growing old and weak-and not only about us.
Life (n.) is being without reverence for those who are dying, who are wretched. who are ancient.
Life (n.) is hard to bear. But do not pretend to be so frail! We are all good he-asses and she-asses of burden.
Life (n.) is will to power — a continual attempt after, as a living being, discharging its strength.
Life (n.) rests on appearance, art, illusion, optics, the need for perspective and for error.
Life (n.) and injustice are one and the same; it takes great strength to live and to forget the extent of it.
Life (n.) is a craft that must be learned from the ground up and practised remorselessly, not appropriated by a fleeting stroll through the gallery of history.